Wednesday, June 2, 2010

No One Gets To Call Her That But Me!

What's a herkamuckle, Legs?

Not really sure, Mouse. Some sort of a Vrykul artifact, I suppose. I just know it helps me hit harder than that beer coaster I picked up in the Grim Guzzler. You should go get one for yourself.

Yeah, well, I'm sstill just in my fortieth season. Those fancy-pants vendors in Dalaran won't even talk to me.

Oh, that's right. I forgot you were a slacker.

Look who'sss talking, loot whore.

Sewer rodent!

Tree-hugger!

Banshee's pet!

Creepy dead chick!

I know you are, but what am I?

Love ya, Legss.

Love you too, Mouse.

4 comments:

Kayeri said...

Awww... Feel the love... :)

Khol Drake said...

NOES! Now I must compete for the lovely Mouse's affections!

Danger Mouse said...

Oh, for Sshadow's sake, Khol, we're just friendsss. Besides, if you were sserious about me, you'd have cut your eyess out already.

Khol Drake said...

Okay, you have a point. And the only reason I haven't cut out my eyes yet is that I'm using those to see with. As soon as I find a better solution, they are totally gone.