View source for XXX pr0n

{{battle
|text=This is a shellfish who has been sucked into the seamy underbelly of adult marine life entertainment. You find yourself hoping his trench coat stays closed.
|hit=He smacks you with his fishy tail. Ick. {{ouch|2}}

He pr0ds you with his many spiny legs. *Shudder.* {{ouch|2}} {{element|spelling}}

He opens his trenchcoat and exposes you to the horror that is raw XXX pr0n. Squishy. {{ouch|2}} {{element|sleaze}}

He smacks you with his 1337 f3d0r4. You feel p4!n. {{ouch|4}} {{element|spelling}}

He whips you with his eye-stalks. Man, that's gross. {{ouch|4}}

He crawls all over you with his spiny legs. Ewwww. {{ouch|4}} {{element|spelling}}?

He smacks you with his 1337 skills. But it's not the 1337, it's the tumidity. {{ouch|4}} {{element|sleaze}}
|miss=He starts to smack you with his fishy tail, but you distract him with a fishy tale.

He tries to pr0d you in the {{part}}, but you d0dg3.

He starts to open his trenchcoat, but you smack him down before he can show off his goods. Or evils, as it were.

He tries to smack you with his f3d0r4, but you dodge like 1nd14n4 j0n3z.

He tries to whip you with his eye-stalks, but you quickly turn. As does your stomach.

He tries to crawl on you with his spiny legs, but you quickly leg it away.
|critical=He tramples you with his spiny little legs, whips you with his eye-stalks, and smacks you with his tail. Either you've just been beaten up or propositioned -- you're not sure which. {{ouch|4}} {{element|sleaze}}
|fumble=He opens his trenchcoat wide, but you mock his squishy fishy bits. He collapses in a corner and starts crying.}}

{{meat|amount=24-38|avg=30.2|stdev=2.9}}
{{acquire|item=f3d0r4|chance=14.4%}}
{{acquire|item=lowercase N|chance=30.0%}}
{{acquire|item=pr0n legs|chance=42.4%}}
{{stat|18.75}}
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Occurs at [[The Valley of Rof L'm Fao]].

==References==
* "Pr0n", pronounced as "[[wikipedia:prawn|prawn]]", is a common deliberate misspelling of "porn"; most of the text for this combat alludes to pornography.
* The combat message "But it's not the 1337, it's the tumidity", is a riff on the well-known cliche, "It's not the heat, it's the humidity."