Dis iz rubbish. Evr’y day I’z been givin’ you tips an’ stuff from the wurld of da ‘umies, and none of you’z been payin’ any attenshun. You’z not wearin’ da […]
Dis iz rubbish.
I woz talking to Zagrez da uvva day an’ now ‘e tells me dat none of you ladz can actually read and you’z jus’ been laughin’ at the pikturs. I spent ages yellin’ at the grots to draw those. They’re ‘eartbroken.*
I’m givin’ da Bosspole back to da ‘umies. Dey can ‘ave their magic paper if they want.
Humies: Sorry I took ya’ paper. I’z put all da stuff wot we nick’d in a Rok with some blasty bitz for ya’. You’z not getting da hat back ‘coz it’z nice an’ I like it. If ya’ ever need some mercenaries, give the Blood Axes a yell.
– Kommisork Badfragg
++ ORK FOR THE DAY: Me. You’z iz all rubbish ++
* ’specially the ones I shot in da chest for not drawin’ fast enough.