((This Saturday, Jan 26, 7pm server time, bring your singing voices.))
“If you have a note to send, on which your life depends . . . .”
It had been a year and that insidious jingle had snuck its way into the furthest corners of Azeroth and Outland.
“Orgrimmar, Stormwind, Northrend, or beyond . . . “
One couldn’t walk the capital streets of the world without happenstancing upon someone or other humming the tune and, walking away, be infected with the tune in one’s own head for hours.
The far northern Vrykul were known to start spontaneous drinking bouts any time the jingle was heard.
It was even rumored that, at this point, there was NOT one Pandarian left who hadn’t heard it at least once.
“If you have a note to send, on which your life depends . . . .”
It had been a year and that insidious jingle had snuck its way into the furthest corners of Azeroth and Outland.
“Orgrimmar, Stormwind, Northrend, or beyond . . . “
One couldn’t walk the capital streets of the world without happenstancing upon someone or other humming the tune and, walking away, be infected with the tune in one’s own head for hours.
The far northern Vrykul were known to start spontaneous drinking bouts any time the jingle was heard.
It was even rumored that, at this point, there was NOT one Pandarian left who hadn’t heard it at least once.
Edited by Spriggel on 1/24/2013 8:13 PM PST