MUST. STAY. SOBER.

Okay, that’s it. No more drinks for me. If I keep this up I’ll be knocked out for a full month when Brewfest comes to an end.

Nathanos is still out cold, so he’s stuck in Undercity for a while. I find it really bizarre that he got knocked out like that. He was a one-man keg-draining machine back when he was a human–oh, wait, that was just back in Silvermoon. Human and elven drinks aren’t as nasty as ogre drinks, after all.

…I guess you’re wondering how I got through the drinking contest with Nathanos without passing out. Well…let’s just say that after you’ve downed one pint of Kel’Thuzad’s “private stock”, you’ll survive any other alcoholic beverage. I have no idea what that crazy pile of bones puts in it, and I don’t think I want to find out.

Yes, as far as I know, the Scourge celebrates Brewfest too. I had the misfortune of “celebrating” with them back when I was still in their ranks. Kel’Thuzad falling apart at the joints, Arthas vomiting into his own hair (no one wanted to hold his hair back for him while he puked, hahaha) before falling down in a depressed heap, drunk Death Knights singing loud songs with their ghouls, Anub’arak skittering and jumping all over the place like a house spider on crack (only x1000000 larger)… it’s not a pretty sight.

…it was worth it to see Arthas bawling like a baby though.  Hearing him crying out stuff like ”JAINAAAAAAAAAAAAAA COME BAAAAAAAACK *sobsobHICsobsob*” was hilarious.