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Confirmation complete, courtesy of Raynian. Ultrahydration is not a requisite. --~~~~
 
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Staggering across the burning desert wasteland, you come across the dessicated{{sic}} corpse of a hobo. He seems to have scrawled some hobo glyphs in the sand with the last of his strength, his body shielding them from being blown away by the wind.  
Staggering across the burning desert wasteland, you come across the dessicated{{sic}} corpse of a hobo. He seems to have scrawled some hobo glyphs in the sand with the last of his strength, his body shielding them from being blown away by the wind.  
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Not particularly inclined to spend any time sitting in this hell-furnace translating a hobo's dying words, you note them in your binder as meaning "This sucks" and continue on your way.
Not particularly inclined to spend any time sitting in this hell-furnace translating a hobo's dying words, you note them in your binder as meaning "This sucks" and continue on your way.
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Occurs in [[The Arid, Extra-Dry Desert]] while not [[ultrahydrated]].
Occurs in [[The Arid, Extra-Dry Desert]] whether or not [[ultrahydrated]].


==Notes==
==Notes==
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==References==
==References==
*"How Dry I Am" is a line from an 1919 song by Irving Berlin titled "The Near Future," often depicted as being sung by drunkards in slurred rounds.
*"How Dry I Am" is a line from an 1919 song by [[Wikipedia:Irving Berlin|Irving Berlin]] titled "[[Wikipedia:The Near Future|The Near Future]]," often depicted as being sung by drunkards in slurred rounds.

Latest revision as of 23:11, 4 April 2017

How Dry I Am
How Dry I Am

Staggering across the burning desert wasteland, you come across the dessicated[sic] corpse of a hobo. He seems to have scrawled some hobo glyphs in the sand with the last of his strength, his body shielding them from being blown away by the wind.

Not particularly inclined to spend any time sitting in this hell-furnace translating a hobo's dying words, you note them in your binder as meaning "This sucks" and continue on your way.


Occurs in The Arid, Extra-Dry Desert whether or not ultrahydrated.

Notes

References

  • "How Dry I Am" is a line from an 1919 song by Irving Berlin titled "The Near Future," often depicted as being sung by drunkards in slurred rounds.