The Ancient Glyph of Lutefisk, encrusted on this shirt by our traditional Dwarven crustsmiths, guarantees that the bearer shall be blessed with the Lutefisk God’s fishy, gelatinous, lye-infused, and squelchy blessings.

You lucky person.

The Diggle: a small, bird-shaped animal that runs about in the Dungeons of Dredmor, tunnelling through walls with its odd, slightly rubbery nasal appliance. Most ornithologists, or at least those that specialize in Minion Studies, believe that not only do Diggles not like you very much, but that they are basically the worst minions ever.

Put a little Diggle in your life today.

Sometimes, a wizard needs more Mana. When he does – sweet, sweet booze is there for him.

Look at this little guy! All he wants to do is run about the dungeon, building little nests and generally having a good time. It’s like there’s a party in his head and you’re invited.

But then you came along. Guess what happened? You killed him! Yes, you. With a sword, or an axe, or a board with a nail in it. Then you killed all his relatives, including Great-Uncle Myron who was suffering from Diggle Flu at the time, and turfed through all his little nests looking for eggs that you could make into omelettes.

No wonder he hates you. You monster. Buy his shirt.