We wandered the gift shop before heading home, which led to some quick fontspotting, truck stop style:
|Dirty Headline graces a meteorological instrument|
|Their romantic appeal is unmistakable.|
They were just so aggressively, confidently awful that my brain bubbled over with gaming possibilities.
Specifically, how I could format a special booklet version of Risus or the core Fly From Evil rules that would fit the case exactly (Encounter Critical, for the orange one), and business-card sized character sheets (both blanks and pregens) and how there was plenty of room in the case for small dice, scrap paper and a pencil or two.
And the whole point would be ... I have no idea. To cause concern among my fellow gamers? To see how long it would take for someone to muster a carefully-worded comment?
The urge passed. I didn't do it. I just thought about it. In detail. But I suppose it's true that we all have a secret dark side.