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The Queue: The saddest Warchief

Poor Vol’jin. He becomes Warchief and then we flee Azeroth, leaving him all alone in his throne room, where the only one to visit him is an alt stopping by to turn in the the occasional quest. Warchief for just a single expansion, sitting alone on his throne while we adventured elsewhere. It must have been a dull, lonely life, with only other NPCs to keep him company.

Sorry about that, Vol’jin.


The Queue: Sploosh-o-matic

Another month, another Splatfest. Here in North America, it was a battle of which bad holiday present you would prefer to receive: socks or sweaters? At first, I was leaning Team Sweater because bad holiday sweaters are a sort-of pastime, and you should always have at least one for the holidays. Then, as many pointed out, I realized socks could be worn year round, and could also be hidden easily. So I went Team Socks.

My preferred weapon of deadly inking remains the close-range Sploosh-o-matic. It’s a very serious weapon.


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