[It appears the only site that had this available was scuttled in December 2010. I first read a version of this during my BBS days, but as you can tell from DISADVENTURE!, DISADDENDUM!, DISMORALIZED!, DISINSOMNIA!, WHARTON!, GRADING! and DISBELIEF! the form stuck with me. It's an inspiring tale of nerd from a time when nerdiness lacked its current cultural capital. So without further ado I return to the living Internets the glory that is The Tale of Eric and the Dread Gazebo.]
ED: You see a well groomed garden. In the middle, on a small hill, you see a gazebo.
ERIC: A gazebo? What color is it?
ED: (pauses) It's white, Eric.
ERIC: How far away is it?
ED: About 50 yards.
ERIC: How big is it?
ED: (pauses) It's about 30 ft across, 15 ft high, with a pointed top.
ERIC: I use my sword to detect good on it.
ED: It's not good, Eric. It's a gazebo.
ERIC: (pauses) I call out to it.
ED: It won't answer. It's a gazebo.
ERIC: (pauses) I sheathe my sword and draw my bow and arrows. Does it respond in any way?
ED: No, Eric, it's a gazebo.
ERIC: I shoot it with my bow. (rolls for hit) What happened?
ED: There is now a gazebo with an arrow sticking out of it.
ERIC: (pauses) Wasn't it wounded?
ED: OF COURSE NOT. IT'S A GAZEBO.
ERIC: But that was a +3 arrow!
ED: It's a gazebo, Eric, a GAZEBO. If you really want to try to destroy it, you could try to chop it with an axe, I suppose, or you could try to burn it, but I don't know why anybody would even try. It's a FUCKING GAZEBO.
ERIC: I run away.
ED: It's too late. You've awakened the gazebo. It catches you and eats you.
ERIC: (reaching for his die) Maybe I'll roll up a fire-using mage so I can avenge my Paladin.