Love was in the air
So one quick note on all the catch-up I’ve been doing since getting back to Orgrimmar this weekend. Don’t get me wrong, it’s nice that people missed me and were happy to see me back and all, that’s all good…but like, if you guys were going to get together some “welcome home” presents for me…couldn’t you come up with anything other than these Lovely Charm Bracelets? Like seriously, there were about a zillion of those things waiting for me in a big pile in Grommash Hold, and then, late Saturday night, while I was still trying to get myself reoriented to being home and all, I had this big rush of I don’t know how many more people running in to give me a bunch more of the things.
I don’t know if there was a sale or something at the Lovely Charm Bracelet store or if there was some kind of weird contest or if people just decided en masse that I just don’t have enough jewelry even, but at this point I don’t even know where I’m going to keep all this crap. The worst of it was, you know, you can’t really be rude to people when they’re trying to give you a present, so I kinda had to grit my teeth and spit out a “thanks” even after I was up to bracelet #37,409,338.
Oh and speaking of mountains of stuff showing up out of nowhere, what the hell is going on with all these people running around Orgrimmar on these idiotic pink flamingo things? What do they think this is, fucking Silvermoon?
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Warchief,
The Goblins swore up and down that these bracelets were the best gift possible to show our adoration for you. I think they drugged us or something. I noticed the guards in town were walking around heavily perfumed and the odor coming off them was very strong. The next thing I knew I was killing things and digging around in their corpses for charms to add to bracelets for you. Once I got my pink tallstrider mount I suddenly felt my head clear and I no longer had a desire to give you or any of the other faction leaders bracelets.
Toka-Fizzcrank
Wait, wait, hold on, the OTHER leaders were getting these things too?!
Huh…I’ll bet Lor’themar was the only one who was actually getting excited about it.
Maybe the first, or even the second. But after the thousandth, the smile was pretty forced, I can tell you.
I did have fun perfume-bombing the pocket riot that’s just about always underway in the corner of the Bazaar. Listening in on the discussions was fun about five years ago, but no one will ever change the subject. So, a-trollin’ I will go…
What I really can’t figure out is why anyone would WANT to ride one of those blasted war-chickens. I took one for a test ride once. Terrible stability, bouncy, and they have a brain about the size of a walnut. Riding one into battle strikes me as a VERY bad idea.
Cairn seemed to like them too, but then he is an ultra polite Taruen so maybe he was pretty good at faking it. As a hunter I was able to train mine to fight and took it with me to kill Deathwing. I can tell you it was more than a little funny seeing him get killed by a bright pink tallstrider.
Erm, Toka… Cairne is dead. Baine, Cairne’s son, is our Chieftain now. However, Baine is an ultra polite Tauren. He takes after his dad that way.
Kinda awkward for you to mix that up on Garrosh’s blog though… since Garrosh killed Cairne in a duel with a blade that (unbeknownst to Garrosh) had been treacherously poisoned by Magatha Grimtotem.
Tauren all look alike to me (a big giant walking steak but shhh don’t tell them that).
Oh my, Warchief, you have made me chortle. I did wonder when you were going to comment about all these charm bracelets we gave you every day.