Wanted to say thanks for playing World of Warcraft with me while it had me in its thrall. I may return to it when the expansion comes, but other than join a guild of toolboxes that I can't stand in order to experience bigger content there wasn't much more for me to do.

I never thought the day would come, but imagine my surprise when Dreadwind pulled his axe free of a gnome's skull and looked to Alphatrion(who had plunged a reed straw into an elf's skull and was sprinkling mushrooms all over the place...which was never good) and he said &quot;You done?&quot;. 

Alphatrion sort of grunted and said &quot;Yezzir...I think I am, at that.&quot; Dropping the straw and eating the rest of the mushrooms he said &quot;Let's go get a beer. That was a shit ton of fighting.&quot;

Then they hugged awkwardly for what seemed like a little bit too long. 

The moment was a lot like one you'd find in a movie like &quot;Atonement&quot; or the end of &quot;The Bucket List&quot;.  Basically you probably would have cried a bunch.

If I get the itch I'll probably be back battlegrounding and dungeon delving for the Wrath of the Lich king. Perhaps we will meet again.