Over on Reddit, I post the winner of the fantasy-themed limerick contest that I held last week. The winner was user R_A_Mathis, and this was his limerick: "There once was a wizard named Zowder
who fancied a go with black powder.
He made up a batch,
got too close with a match,
and turned his poor head into chowder."
I liked that it was flintlock-fantasy themed, and it made both wifey and I chuckle. Special mention went to users SkyCyril and markaaronsmith for their cleverness. Head on over to the original contest to read the rest of the limericks. Warning: some are quite dirty. But then again, they're limericks...