An old (former) friend of mine joined the Navy three years ago and upon doing so became a big macho toughguy who commenced to joke with his newfound Navy friends about how I had a bunch of D&D books when I was 10 years old, and how that alone makes me a massive dribbling faggot. So then he and all his Navy buddies would send me endless irate myspace messages (lol) on their time off, all frothing at the mouth with the intent of "ripping me a new one" on account of my gradeschool faggotry. Later on the guy went AWOL and ran up to me in a grocery store asking if he could borrow some money for a plane ticket to South America, where he could hide from
THE MAN.
That's about the most horrific D&D related story I could remember. I hope it's not too disappointing.
