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Begging. Yelling. In all caps. Someone, please, get me a gun.
Oh, yes, I'm playing again. I didn't want to tell Vicki because I know she'll wring my neck, but you see, I'm only playing on my Oceanic server now. A couple of months ago I told Todd that I was really and truly through with WoW (and I thought I was) so he went and sold ALL my toons' stuff: gear and everything. And took all their money. And I'm not sure it's worth it to get all geared up again, and I really prefer playing on an Aussie server anyway, because, you know, it's not always the middle of the night over there. (And nobody else I know is selling recipes, so I can sell them ALL, hee, hee.)
But here's the thing with my Oceanic server: The begging! The yelling! In ALL CAPS! It's getting to the point where I can hardly stand to step inside SW anymore. And the worst part is that someone, somewhere out there must be helping these morons because if it didn't work for them, they'd stop, right?
Please don't feed the trolls!
Oh, but I joined a guild today. A brand new, baby guild. Which I've never wanted to do. But the guy who invited me asked nicely and was pretty upfront about it, and they pay for repairs, which is nice, and the members seem truly polite and helpful, without being troll-like, if you know what I mean. But the deciding factor, I am ashamed to admit, was their tabard. Yes, I can be bought with a truly beautiful tabard. How pathetic.
Oh, yes, I'm playing again. I didn't want to tell Vicki because I know she'll wring my neck, but you see, I'm only playing on my Oceanic server now. A couple of months ago I told Todd that I was really and truly through with WoW (and I thought I was) so he went and sold ALL my toons' stuff: gear and everything. And took all their money. And I'm not sure it's worth it to get all geared up again, and I really prefer playing on an Aussie server anyway, because, you know, it's not always the middle of the night over there. (And nobody else I know is selling recipes, so I can sell them ALL, hee, hee.)
But here's the thing with my Oceanic server: The begging! The yelling! In ALL CAPS! It's getting to the point where I can hardly stand to step inside SW anymore. And the worst part is that someone, somewhere out there must be helping these morons because if it didn't work for them, they'd stop, right?
Please don't feed the trolls!
Oh, but I joined a guild today. A brand new, baby guild. Which I've never wanted to do. But the guy who invited me asked nicely and was pretty upfront about it, and they pay for repairs, which is nice, and the members seem truly polite and helpful, without being troll-like, if you know what I mean. But the deciding factor, I am ashamed to admit, was their tabard. Yes, I can be bought with a truly beautiful tabard. How pathetic.