… Am I a joke to you?
The “Duck of Death”
Felleynd the forum bot strikes again.
How many random posts can this guy keep posting?
Feya what type of bot are you???
You can’t handle all this goat.
Gib horde the centaur and gib alliance our blubber brothers the Tuskgar!
What would you call a Tuskgar and Pandaren who did a fusion dance?
I’m quite certain he was referring to Goatheaded Men not Fauns which is what you are.
Omg I was thinking about Diablo too! I just started another playthrough of D3 and started laughing when I was told to be “wary of the goatmen” and then I started fighting them and I was like “Ahhhh okay, I guess lol.”
Also that jagaloon Maghda got me my first death, when I fought her. Got one-shot by like 4 big fire circles all at the same time. Didn’t even see it coming. At least I didn’t die until 29! In fact, with all my paragon points, I didn’t even take a point of damage until like 20 or 25, lol. I’m a Wizard though.
Was honestly one of my favorite April Fools’ pranks they’ve done. I miss stuff like this, not just the silly patch notes. I hope they do something fun again someday.
God, it still makes me lol though, hahaha.
What we could of had… what we could of had…
Omg I never noticed the hooves! It’s too much!
Dying over here.
Lol and the little stubby tail. slaps knee
Oh! Fun fact! Farmers actually cut the tails of their sheep, so they don’t snag them on anything and seriously injure themselves. Just something I learned watching Dirty Jobs.
Wait till you learn how they make a goat into a gelding…
bite bite
By the light
This is exactly why Lorena Bobbitt changed her name when she moved to Russia to… Actually nah. Never mind me.
It was either that one or the one about the brothel, the donkey and the honeycomb.
Donald got tired of dying in Kingdom Hearts so rerolled as a warrior.
but . . . your not a goat, your like some kinda holy demon alien thing . . . calling you a goat would be like calling elves rabbit people based exclusively on one defining feature.
also yes I AM being a kill joy, big woop! . . . slowly creeps into bunker