(context: we just found out that the Big Bad Guy named Straud who has enslaved this plane of existence can feel through the creepy mist)
Gnoll Druid: “OH MY GOD! Straud has felt our dicks!”
DM: “Do you have your dicks just out in the woods?”
Gnoll Druid (ooc): “well, everyone pees in the woods. druids doubly so.”
Dwarf Warlock (ooc): “can he feel how big my dick used to be since I don’t have one anymore?”
DM: *rolls* “Yes, he can feel past, present, and metaphorical dicks. He knows what all of you are packin’.”
Dwarf Warlock (ooc): “2 D6 should be good for the average dick, right?”
DM: “sure”
Gnome Ranger(ooc): “ROLL FOR DICKS!”