Not the Beer! Dear Elune, Not the Kegerator!
We just had the carpets cleaned, when the first visitors from WoW Insider smashed down the door with what we think was a replica of Gron from The Lord of the Rings. BRK has never seen a Party arrive en masse like that before, nor does he ever want to again.
Taurens hefting gnomes upside-down so they could leave tiny footprints on the ceilings, Blood Elves and Night Elves playing Truth or Dare in the BRK jazuzzi, and who knew The Forsaken knew so many drinking songs; the dwarves, while definitely succeeding on the volume-scale, simply watched in amazement as some undead priest belted out 103 verses of “My Stomach May Have Holes, But I Can Still Outdrink You”.
Was she cute? Well, I guess that’s really a matter of opinion, neither here nor there. But yes we got her number.
Anyway.
So how big was the Party that slammed into the BRK Primary Residence for Tax Purposes? Take a look:
To say we’re out of beer is an understatement concerning the philosophy of the abstract nature of Zero. You guys are total animals.
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Were in ur Blogz! Drinking ur Beerz!!!
Were in ur Frigerdater Eating ur Nachos!!!
Congrats senior BRK on the coup. Milk it for as long as you can. Someday they may get smart a realize you are a Warrior whos just winging it!!!
we’re on ur couch, scratchin ur new leather
uhhh… about that AoE fear… I sometimes howl when drunk. Yeah, sorry about that.
/summon Felsteed
/leave