Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] syreene, I recommend this link to RPG Motifational Posters. Even if you're just a gaming widow, or only have a peripheral relationship to gaming, these are very, very funny.

I must say, though, that this is a personal favorite:


[Edit Note: I originally had this friends-only so people from work (if they knew how to find me) wouldn't find out about my religious proclivities from the post; however, it later occurred to me that my bio/user info mentions my leanings, so the point is moot. This post is now public.]

Found this via an email list I'm on, thought it was funny enough to share here. (It *is* slightly funnier if you're familiar with the original Charge, found here.)

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Charge of the 404 Error Goddess

Listen to the words of the Missing Page. I who of old was also called among men 404, Error, Broken Link, screw up, bad page, missing file, "Damn it, where the hell did it go?" and by many other names. At mine altars the youth of various college computer departments across the world made due sacrifice.

Whenever ye shall work on a particular web site, once in the month, and better it be when the Moon is Full and while drinking beverages rich in caffeine, then shall ye gather around the computer and run a link checker to ensure that I will never trouble thee. I, who am the ruler of all neglected web sites and poorly coded home pages. There shall ye gather, ye who are fain to master the test of navigation, yet have not yet won its deepest secrets: to these I will hide as they find that which is broken and code thy site until it is whole again.

And your site shall be free from errors; and as a sign that they be really free, ye shall never, ever use animated background; and ye shall code, ftp, edit, create and write, all to stave off my curse. For mine is the sign of uncaring hands, and mine also is joy of trial and error, for my law is the error.

Keep pure your code, strive ever towards cross-platform compatibility, and let naught stop you or turn you aside. For mine is the password protected door which opens upon the secret mysteries via the .htaccess file as well as the errors of missing pages and overloaded servers, and the no DNS entry error, which is the sign of web site Armageddon.
A husband takes his wife to play her first game of golf. Of course, the wife promptly hacked her first shot right through the window of the biggest house adjacent to the course.

The husband cringed, "I warned you to be careful! Now we'll have to go up there, find the owner, and find out how much that lousy drive is going to cost us."

So the couple walked up to the house and knocked on the door. A warm voice said, "Come on in."

When they opened the door, they saw the damage that was done: glass was all over the place, and a broken antique bottle was laying on its sidenear the pieces of window glass. A man reclining on the couch asked, "Are you the people that broke my window?"

"Uh...yeah! Sorry about that, sir. We're sure sorry about that," the husband replied.

"Oh, no apology is necessary. Actually, I want to thank you. You see, I'm a genie, and I've been trapped in that bottle for a thousand years. Now that you've released me, I'm allowed to grant three wishes. I'll give you each one wish, but if you don't mind, I'll keep the last one for myself."

"Wow, that's great!" The husband said. He pondered for a moment and blurted out, "I'd like a million dollars a year for the rest of my life."

"No problem," said the genie. "You've got it, it's the least I can do. And I'll guarantee you a long, healthy life."

"And now, you, young lady, what do you want?" The genie asked.

"I'd like to own a gorgeous home, complete with servants, in every country in the world," she said.

"Consider it done," the genie said. "And your homes will always be safe from fire, burglary, and natural disasters."

"And now," the couple asked in unison, "what's *your* wish, Genie?"

"Well, since I've been trapped in that bottle, and haven't been with a woman in more than a thousand yers, my wish is to have sex with your wife."

The husband looked at his wife and said, "Gee, honey, you know we both now have a fortune, and all those houses. The genie has been so good to us. What do you think?"

She mulled it over for a few moments and said, "You know, you're right. Considering our good fortune, I guess I wouldn't mind, but what about you, honey?"

"You know I love you, sweetheart," said the husband. "I'd do the same for you."

So the genie and the woman went upstairs where they spent the rest of the afternoon enjoying each other. The genie was insatiable. After about three hours of non-stop sex, the genie rolled over, looked directly into her eyes, and asked "How old are you and your husband?"

"Why, we're both 35," she responded breathlessly.

Wait for it... )

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