Post by Morec0
(( Inspired by this
. It has no real meaning, its just for fun and laughs.))
Angry Thrall was angry.
"I am angry because I am lonely," said Angry Thrall. "I must find a woman."
He went to the Valley of Honor. He sat down.
He saw a crowd gathered around an orc. "What is going on?" Thrall asked the woman beside him.
"That's High Overlord Saurfang," she said, "he's the most dangerous fighter in the O.F.S.."
"What is the O.F.S.?" asked Thrall.
"The Orgrimmar Fighting Series," she said, "it's in the arena."
"I do not like fighting," said Thrall.
The woman stared at Thrall. "It is refreshing to meet a man who admits physical weakness. I would like to get to know you better."
The woman took Thrall's hand and led him to her mount outside. They turned on the stereo. They kissed.
And for the first time in all his angry years, Thrall was happy. Happy kissing. Listening to music. Hearing the rythmic crack.
Of knuckles. Made my Saurfang. Who had fone out to hs wife's mount to see why it looked slightly uncomfortable.