Mental Image of the Day

Imagine, if you would, the Goblin King from Labyrinth settling his leather-clad thigh on a table and spilling out from his elegantly manicured hand a massive handful of d6s as he guides his legions of elves to victory. (Link from sstaten.)

Weird Humor Addendum: oneironaut asked me for the context for a couple of Bible quotes, so I was typing them over. My usual way of typing over in this situation is to prop the book open with my knees, and lean over it and just type, rarely looking at the keyboard; I can correct the majority of my typos without looking. I tend to mutter bits of the text to myself when I'm doing this, perhaps leftover from doing dictation in the lawroffice. So I'm mumbling bits of Deuteronomy to myself, and teinedreugan asks me what I'm saying/doing. "Taking dictation", I answer. "From who?" "Uh. . . . God."