warcraft 3 onlineA Poem by Mohl083a sequel of sortsit has been said, though known not by who, that apart from this world there is a shadow realm which turns the most well spoken warrior into a dumb, grunting beast! few have lived to tell such tales, and i find it my duty to scribble out these remaining words before the dark sleep takes me and ushers me home to Valhalla. From days long past Unholy alliances were formed on the great battlefields of Azeroth. Man offered his sword to the beasteous Orc and the noble Elf vollied arrows with the aid of Undead wretches. Surely, this was madness most unheard, but this legend has only begun to delve into the wicked waters... "Ok so rUsh?" "Hey porkUpine tell your sister she has nice tits!!!" "ROFLMAO!! forreelz!!!" "Hey guys my town's getting thrased. Little help?" "That's what she said..." "C'mon dude, that didn't make any sense!" "I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON!!" "hehe n****e" "F**k S**t NOOBS" And before the sun had set the mighty caslte of Lord PeteSixtey9 was burned to ash by cannon wielding gnomes and the great fire breathing lizards which roam the sky. Only I am left to live with the memory of madness and destruction, so I shall rest here on my farm overlooking the ocean and shudder with the fear of knowing my game will soon be over and another loss will be forever etched upon my soul. © 2009 Mohl083 |
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