Among the scourge minions, I'm known as the Ocular Penetrating Juggernaut. Lately, I've caused too much devastation across Northrend and a coalition of skull raped victims led by Kel’thuzad has launched a massive lobby campaign in Washington D.C.
They announced that the Ocular Penetration Restriction Act of 2007 will be strictly enforced in patch 3.1… oh well, whatever.
I tell you, there’s nothing like a decked out ret pally to steam roll through dailies. I kill stuff so fast it’s crazy. wuh-pah-pow! /loot
My favorite routine is housing the Vrykuls in Jotenheim. You see, Vrykuls love to talk smack, but I own them so fast that none of them can ever finish their smack talk. I honestly can’t think of anything more humiliating than getting pwnt before completing your smack talk sentence.
I’ll eat your…wuh-pah-pow! … ughhhh /loot
I wonder what he wanted to say. He’ll eat my… cornbread? … sandwich? … that doesn’t sound so intimidating to me.
Your entrails will make a fine… wuh-pah-pow! ... ughhhhh /loot
I wonder what she wanted to say. My entrails will make a fine…errrm… jump rope?... donation for advanced medical research?
Oh, but when I’m doing the feed weakened worm to Armgrim quest, I have to come up with creative ways to dumb down my insane dps, because I be one-shotting his lunch.
Arngrim yells at me every day:
“No, no, you’re doing it all wrong! I said weaken my lunch. Don’t one-shot it and step on it.”