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From the other side…July 22nd, 2008 |
This late in the evening, Mrgurlargl was the only one still awake. The others were curled around the campfire, full of wine and food and sleeping soundly. He couldn’t sleep, though, he was too proud, too excited to sleep.
“Die murloc filth!” Loldude247’s assault was swift. His sword sang death even as his shouts roused the sleeping family.
Stumbled across this when checking out trackbacks. Of course, it reminds me of this.

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