That was his chant as he chased me away. I could have heard it wrong since at the time I was just an adventure that suffered A MAJOR TRAUMA TO MY KNEE and I was running away from a crazy Witch Doctor. I never did see that Witch Doctor again either. If I did, I would lacerate him a million times with a WHIRLWIND OF DEATH!!! Of course I would… RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWR over his bloody corpse.
As for you, I already SEISMIC SLAMMED you into the ground. However, a BBQ Bacon Cheeseburger goes a looong way with us Barbarians. Then all can be forgiven. After all, it’s only a knee. Right?
