Dis “Paint” be misleadin’.
Dere be no paintin’ involved.
How dis be workin’?
I do my best, mon.
Wake up in da mornin’ feelin’ da land shake,
Get my glaives, out da door, we gotta keep dis safe -
Before we leave, make sure my brothas be armed for da attack
'Cause when we return from dis fight, I want dem all comin' back.
I be talkin’ fightin’ for da Horde, Horde,
Shoutin’ out battle roars, roars,
Wardin’ off Naga lords, lords -
Warfarin’, Cataclysm tearin’ our lands up,
All o’ Azeroth callin’ for backup,
Waitin’ for Thrall to save us.
Why t’ank you; you be rather “neat”, too.
If ya gotta be touchin’ da tusks too, mon, would ya mind bein’ careful?
I jus’ got dem polished up.
It be da combination of da voodoo, a healt’y diet, an’ regular yoga sessions.
Weeellll, one more time not be hurtin’.
NEVER KNEW YOU WERE QUITE THE DANCER ~
Well…you know, I do not like to brag…
Vol’jin and I are the best, though.
If you were the best, you would be center. But, oh….I’m there. Hmmm, interesting.
It’s all balance, Arthas. Vol’jin and I couldn’t be the best if we weren’t laid out on the stage well enough. This means sacrificing the middle (since we can’t both occupy it), but for good cause!
The cause being to let my talent shine, then you and Vol’jin do a fine job.
Shall I congratulate you all on… Whatever this is?
Go’el! You said you didn’t dance!
We all met up and I… Practised extensively the night before.
Still, I seem to have much more talent than Arthas in the middle there.
You silly orc, you kept tripping over your braids. What a man.
You’ll not be talkin’ to Thrall dat way, mon; dose braids be a t’ing of beauty.
(( I absolutely would!
Let me show you why I don’t have any, a.k.a. the extent of my personal artistic talent:
Can’t say I knowin’ what dat be, mon, but I’m returnin’ da fondness no less.
I’m so sorry, mon. ‘E was a brave one, though I be knowin’ dat’s no comfort.
It never be my intention to sacrifice da life of a young one, no matta how dire da cause be.
Jus’ know ‘is death be not in vain, and dat ‘e will always be honored as any of my brothas in arms an’ spirit deserve.