måndag 13 september 2010

Some warlock poetry.

To all the tanks I've out aggroed, to the healers I've used as a mana-resource. To all the dps'es I've outclassed, especially the mage who had 800+ higher gs than me. To the people who can't cast their buffs, cause my Felhunter already gives an awesome Intellect buff.

To the mobs and unfortunate PvP enabled players I've fearkited. To people who have been summoned into the deep, cold ocean. All of you who don't get any pets or mounts with your class. And lets not forget all the 15 year old boys who don't have and never will get, a Succubus minion.

...a short poem to show you how I feel:

Roses are red.
Violets are blue.
I never go oom if I would drink your QQ.


<3 Sho...

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