Kimzee Pinchwhistle Ain't Got Time Fer S'mores

She ain't down with campfire songs or tellin' ghost stories neithers.

Madame Leota Would Approve

When the crypt doors creak, and the tombstones quake Spooks come out for a swinging wake Happy haunts materialize And begin to vocalize Grim Grinning Ghosts come out to socialize -Grim Grinning Ghosts

An' mebbe, ya know, pass out on the floor as well

Shhhhhh

The baby's sleeping.

Seriouslies, Bro ....

"Hyahh!"

"Nnngahhh!"

"gasp ... wheeze"

.... do you even lift?

O Mogg God, Is The Inciter

Time fer fun? Time fer kill?

Apparentlies, when ya still onlies got one head, yer more or less sane, 'stead of batfreakers crazy. Still annoyin', though. An' no stylin' purple hat neithers.

Subtlety Rogue FTW

Nobody tinks a ogre can read, so dis newspaper be da perfect disguise fer a ogre in wit' da bulls an' da bears. Dagg is unanimous in dis.

Some Blades Is Sharper Than Others

I ain't sayin' what this be one of the buggier expansions in recents, but Jenyu the monk were rollin' her way through the Burnin' Blade compound in Nagrand this weekend an' some of the trainees .... well .... lookin' like they needed some more trainin'. They was just sorta standin' there, starin', not seein' the six foot tall heavily armed panda with pretty hair right in front of thems.

Sighin', dancin', kissin', ticklin', whackin' the buggers mightily upside the head with her polearm, none of it got a response. But I ain't sayin' what this expansion were rushed out the door months before it were finished or nuthin'.

Loyalties Is Questionable

The hell? Is a regular lovefest down in the mines, what with Goblins and Goren holdin' hands, makin' smiley faces at each other, an' the other day I caught four of 'em takin' a bubble bath in the hot tub. With me own lavender vanilla bubble bath! Great googly moogly.

Tell me again, Blizz - why does we even have these miners?

She's Back

Phoenicia, the team's own Red Hawt Dwarf Chick, done spent 6.0 lookin' like some hillbilly white trash three days after the meth ran out an' no clue as ta when ta expect a new shipment. But afters 6.1 landed with some face tweakin' an' liftin' she were all herselfified again, fired up an' readies fer ta kick some Iron Butt. I's sure what her husbands (the one in Ironforge, the one in Kirthaven, an' the one in Booty Bay) is all real happy too.