I Don't Play World of Warcraft Often, But When I Do, I Prowl in Cat Form and Spy On Your ERP.
Oh yeah, it's gonna be one of them days.
I couldn't stop laughing for like ten minutes. Troll or not, it made me laugh so hard there was almost a problem with inadvertently voided bowels. That'll learn me for waiting for so long.
Your PvE is getting better, your PvP utterly laughable, and there's a reason why you're called Wyrmrest High School, but god bless you, WrA.
God bless you, indeed. (And both weren't even using special characters! One was Cobb and the other was Malcolm. I was like BUHWWHHHHUUHHH?)
I hear swearing in excess is comical and ironic. What it really does is make you look like a melodramatic prat. Fucking wheely bins.
I know there are some nuggets of awesome in there aside from "headfur", but I kept going "SPELLL CHECCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCK" ... and then my dungeon popped. :|
...but not before I capped her bio, which was pretty chock full of standard (misspelled) tropes. Only reason I saw her was because I was flying from SW to IF and the flight takes you over that little lake between Northshire and Searing Gorge (which used to be completely inaccessible pre-Azerothian flying), and this is the fourth time in as many days I've flown over and found people semi-nude and standing on the docks.
This one's got to have been posted here before. It's so delicious. (By the way, Miss Toddlerfisting Like Her Proclaimed Seven Year Old, the term is "crusted", when dealing with gems or gilt worn in excess. Also, you might want to break out your seven year old's Language Primer AND LEARN YOU SOME FUCKING INFORMATION ON SENTENCE FRAGMENTS AND STRUCTURE.)
Th ... what? Suddenly, I'm feeling sorry for her kid. Nobody deserves a parent this clinically fucktarded. Take your edgy pseudo-proselytizing elsewhere, as it's evident why no "adults" want to interact with you, because you act like a petulant 17 year old.
Here's Kole, btw, who, upon mentioning the sake bottle full of suntan lotion, in my mind, turned into a pointy-eared Azerothian AC Slater. I don't know why. And I wasn't kidding about prowling about spying on ERP. These two were semi-dressed by Olivia's Pond as I scooted on by to train up.