That’s right, you rotted mutha fukka, you be dead.  We got him down with under a minute remaining after several abortive attempts, but we did it.  Grats guys.  Lower Naxx 25 is now cleared; let’s go kill a  dwagon.

Carl and I couldn’t wait, though; after everyone headed on out for the night he and I paid a little visit to the icy bitch.

Next time, gadget! Next tiiiiiiiiiiiiime…..

Palabra Jot, yo.

NeysaDan

It’s often said that no news is good news, and I would have to say that holds true for us.  We’ve been so busy beating content to death with its own severed arm while it begs us to tell its children it loves them and would we please give its love to its wife and possibly a sympathy fuck because OH MY GOD SHE WILL BE SO LONELY and please use protection because she’s got the clap and it doesn’t want us to burn when we pee and yes she like anal please try it, that we’ve had little time for updates.

But I’ll rub one out here real quick for all of you that have been waiting with baited breath to learn of the continuing exploits of your favorite rapscallions.

Since our last update we’ve put 25 man Sartharion on Farm status, are one boss short of clearing all four wings of 25 man Naxx, and we’ve been slaughtering Heroics to the point of farming them for achievements.  It’s fun, it’s a party, it’s EO.

Note that Gary is riding Piggy Back on John; he falls asleep topping the dps charts and we had to put him in a snuggly.  We keep him well fed and happy so that he’ll keep making the bad guys fall down.  We like when the bad guys go face down ass up with a flower in it, and to do that we gotta keep the talent happy.

EO fans from The previous expansion may be thinking right about now “But wait, NeysaDan, are you telling me that EO is now decisively defeating the baddies without the comic antics that make EO the great guild it is?  I say HELL FUCK NO.   Observe this kill of Grobulus which harkens back to the glorious Phyrric days of yesteryear.

Go Derek!  way to outlive the raid and the mob at the same time; that’s one holy hell of a damn magic trick.  I think I’ve only seen a boss victory like this… well… never.

One more boss (Thadius) and we’ve cleared lower 25 Naxx.  We’ve got most of our key players in frost gear and we’ll be feeding the dwagon his own tail in short order, followed shortly by the man who couldn’t die, Kelly-Kelly-Kelly-Kelly.

And furthermore, I would be remiss to neglect to mention that in the meantime, we’ve beaten 25 man Arch with minutes to spare on the battlefield timer; whether or not that means anything we thought it was pretty damn cool, and so do you.  Six minutes entry to dead, it was like 25 little Jack Bauers decided to cut the crap and get down to business.  We are the kings of corruption.  No, I do not have a screenshot.  Yes, you have no choice but to believe me.  I have space boots, so suck it.

In other news, Todd was seen the other day enagaged in OH MY GOD CHOPPY GOT OUT WHOEVER WAS RESPONSIBLE FOR HER RESTRAINTS IS FIRED I’M NOT EVEN FUCKING JOKING GET HER BACK NOW

Oh dear sweet jesus no, she doesn’t even have her helmet on…I can’t look…this is a catastrophe… I mean, it’s bad enough that she split open her head Druid surfing and became a Death Knight just before the battle of Light’s Hope Chapel (I heard she killed dozens of scourge by accident because they looked like they wanted to “play”), but now she’s storming the undercity alone because it looks like a peanut.

Lord give me strength not to smother her in her sleep…

The King contacted me personally after this battle and asked me if “this thing was mine,” and if he sees “it” in his road one more time he’s going to murder my entire family and make me watch.  Do you think a jury would consider this a motive if she suddenly suffered “SIDS”?

Oh no, not again…well at least it should keep her safe for the time being….

Happy thoughts… happy thoughts… calm blue ocean… waves… whale song…

GINGER RIDE!!!

Palabra jot, yo.

NeysaDan

Additionally,

Not only do we continue to kick ass, take names, and ride mustaches, but we continue to whip out the humor in our erudite and sophisticated fashion:

Ahhh the good old pre 80’s dungeons - the gear, the friendship, the memories… the vicarously draw raid-cocks. Teehee! Murmur eats dick!

We’re not only talented fighters, we’re deep thinkers and philosophers, us Esoteric people…

We’re quite familiar with History…

We do well in science:

We support each other in all things:

We love to try new languages:

Even when our translation skills may fail us….

We watch our nutrition:

But always enjoy gourmet treats:

Random thoughts:

Last but not least…we know our place.  Yeah. That’s more like it.

peace out again, and stay golden, ponyboy.  - J

May all your loot be epic,  your progress be constant, and repair costs light.

Do your part to help the community this season.  Neysa has been volunteering at her Alma Mater, Northshire Abbey, training up the up and coming rets, prots, and holies on behalf of the Argent Crusade.