Well, our quanity suffers, but our quality ratio increases. I cringed every time those guys spoke. Definitely not the kind of company I wanted to keep. Tools. Tools I say. They were funny when the one was afraid he was going to get punched in the penis, but I was also really hammered drunk. I think Home Improvement is funny when I'm hammered drunk! Good riddance!

In all honesty, I believe most the members who've left were merely those who I'd have probably removed myself if it wouldn't mark me as a cruel tyrant for doing so without better reason. *maniacal cackle*. 
 
I wasn't there for the raid where Thuggernaut acted like a gimp with the &quot;I should tank&quot; crap, but I'd have had him on the shit list too if I had seen it probably!

Now, to replace those empty seats with players of calibre. But how to find them?!

Ophelyia's pick up groups as she seeks out new dungeons to grant her things! That's the way! Maybe Dreadwannabe could help her, since he's the greenest druid I've ever seen!