And we're working for no one but ourselves!

The night before this post, Anub'arak was being a douche and calling up our old friend The Lag Narwhal™. It was a hard day's night, and we got him to 11.8% tonight on our best attempt. It won't be long before I can finally say there's another Beatle that's writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear.

Realizing that lag wasn't going to be on our side, we came in through the bathroom window of Ulduar and found ourselves getting back to where we once belonged. In tonight's case, it was in the company of the fool on the hill, Thorim, whose silver hammer came down upon our heads only a few times before we talked some sense into him. Because our winds were high, we decided that we weren't going to settle for just one kill. Our magical mystery tour rolled on to the Conservatory of Life, where we met a girl who came to stay, at least for a few minutes.

Freya has always been a taste of honey in an otherwise long, long, long raid instance, and it was with a little help from our friends that wP was able to 1-shot her tonight.

Tomorrow never knows what we'll be raiding next, but there's something in the way we're moving that's getting better all the time.

Don't let me down,
Toast Witjam

Prize was claimed, grats to Nerfbubbles!