You feel a strange sense of apprehension when you visit the butcher at the market.
You start to develop a liking for drinks that are colored
red, blue, and especially golden.
You tell your friends to switch to "Player Friendly" mode when they
accidentally hit you.
You instinctively reach for a Scroll of Identify when you find a ring in the streets.
You wish you knew the Town Portal spell so that you can get home quickly from
work/school.
You have collected a legit sample of every single item in the game... and know all their
stats by heart.
You wonder how much longer that Stone Curse spell will last each time you pass by a
statue.
You start calling your doctor Pepin.
You are unable to speak in public without using a corny Scottish accent.
A level 50 cheater tries to kill your legit character and fails.
You insist that it was just a duel when you kill another Diablo fanatic and get
arrested.
You answer the phone by saying, "Hullo! What can I do for ya?"
You wonder how much a school textbook raises your spell level by.
You refuse to fix a broken appliance yourself as it will lower the total durability.
You go by your Diablo name.
You ask a merchant if you could see his premium items.
Exocet becomes your font of choice.
You wonder if there are any Steel Lords around when you reach the 13th floor.
You try to convince the NYPD that the ArchBishop of New York City is really an evil
devil-worshipper, and that he is going to sacrifice the mayor's son to the devil.
You think the neatest thing you have learned in the last 6 months is how to dupe.
You start walking like your
Diablo character.
Every time you see a fountain, you look for an old guy in a robe.
You are kicked out of a museum for trying to hit the skeletons with a club from the
stone age exhibit.
You meet a girl and the first thing you ask her about is how much dexterity she has.
You discard your gold ring because it is only a gold ring.
You go to church to search for various shrines and open sarcophaguses.
You start asking people what level they are instead of their ages.
You wonder why they can clone sheep but you can't dupe the cows.
You tie a helium balloon to your head and hope it acts like a mana shield.
At your birthday, the only thing you can say is "I gotta pawn some of this
stuff!"
You organize your coins into piles of 5,000 each.
You try to save your game before walking up or down a flight of stairs.
Everyone on battle.net knows who you are.
You pile your unused belongings in the center of the park.
You try to cast mana shield before entering your boss' office.
You are on battle.net more than you are asleep.
You said that Hiroshima and Nagasaki got apocalypsed in 1945.
You start referring to murderers as PKs.
You see something you want and you ask the owner if you can dupe it.
You sit down at the dinner table and think....."Ahh Fresh Meat!"
You set the starting sound of your computer to say "Good day, how may I serve
you?"
You start covering your kitchen knife with oil to make it sharper and last longer.
You don't want to buy anything from the kid on the street, because he will charge you 50
bucks just to look at what he's got!
You put on clothes in the dark to see what gives you more light.
When ever someone says "go to hell" it means nothing to you.
You start telling children they cannot possibly go to hell as you need to be 17 before
you can enter.
You expect the doctor to heal you for free.
You search around town looking for the crack of hell.
You start shoving rocks into your forehead.
You read books trying to find the word nova.
You expect to see expensive items in purple/orange labels.
When confronted by several people in a crowded room you look for a doorway or a glowing
blue oval.