My username is a reference to the Wug test, specifically this question: “This is a man who knows how to gling. Yesterday he glanged. Tomorrow he will _____.”

My irl nickname is Lizard. This is the story:

I was at what was supposed to be FNM, but none of us were feeling Magic that day so we decided to play Secret Hitler, mostly because it was my fiancée’s best friend’s sister’s birthday so she ended up picking the game.

If you haven’t played Secret Hitler, at the start of the game you get a little envelope secretly telling you whether you are a Liberal, Fascist, or Hitler. Liberals want to pass liberal policies to win the game, the fascists want to pass fascist policies that give players ability to shoot dissidents and eventually get Hitler to win. The relevant thing is that Hitler and the Fascists are lizards; apparently the Liberals are normal people, but I don’t know for sure since I’ve never played as a liberal.

Just to be clear, it’s almost statistically impossible for me to have never played as a liberal. In each game I’ve played in, there was a total of 3 Fascists (including Hitler) and usually about a dozen Liberals. I should have been a liberal at least once by now, considering I got my nickname 2 years ago.

On this particular night, we played about a half dozen games, in which I was Hitler twice. I kept suprising them by doing well! They all know I am autistic and can’t lie to save my own skin, so as the games went on they got progressively more tilted each time I was revealed to be a lizard. I was also getting frustrated because I really do not like lying!

At the start of the last game, I opened my envelope, saw a lizard, and I was just so fucking done. I snapped at the shuffler, “Are you even shuffling these cards?” and threw my envelope at him. He responded “Well, now I need to reshuffle. And for that you shall die!” and started chasing me around with the Nerf gun we had been using to shoot dissidents. Eventually he cornered me with me cowering and covering my face with my hands, and with a shout of “Die, Lizard!” he shot the gun.

I somehow caught the bullet in between my hands with my eyes closed! And that’s why my name is Lizard.

The germans were told than it originated in the Roman Empire, and since they were the modern successors to the Roman Empire they would adopt the Roman salute

There is no evidence of it being used in Rome.

To be fair, Chinese is only slightly harder to learn than English

That’s cool as fuck. I showed this to my fiancée but she didn’t seem to understand how cool this is.

I also have a much cheaper mechanical calculator, one of the ones you dial in the numbers with your pencil and only goes up to 9999 before the digits overflow. When I get up in the morning I’ll see if I can find it.

I hoard weird dice. I’ve got crystal-shaped dice that roll like pins, dodecahedral d4s, dice with Roman numerals, two d30s, two d60s, a glow-in-the-dark d100 slightly larger than a golf ball, and I have spherical dice that I pull out when i want to give somebody an aneurysm. The only ones I regularly use is my glow-in-the dark sets and my liquid core sets with a floating eyeball inside them.

Next up is metal spinner dice and roulette wheel dice, since regular metal dice are kinda loud when you chew on fidget with them

Most relevant to your post is that i have dozens upon dozens of d10s. I have more d10s than d6s (and I used to play 40k as Orks so that says a lot). This sometimes gets reactions out of people when they see my dice box. I wish there was a cool reason, but the reason for it is that I ran a short campaign in Engine Heart as a high schooler and got a little too excited about its dice pool system.

Holy shit! A real one?