Ex-WoW Player’s Hate Me.
Playing WoW, because its WoW, and it makes me say Wow!
That’s all I know.
So what if you don’t like it, did you even try it?
Ok, you did and you say you didn’t much like it,
But I really love it and have so much to do,
So I truly don’t care what you do, did, or don’t do.
But if you find a thing that makes you happy,
Then clap with me. Go and be happy!
If it makes you feel something,
Then go be King of your own little castle.
I’m past being kind, the God’s honest is,
It ain’t worth the hassle.
So now I only speak truth and this is no lie.
I pass my time without getting high,
Because WoW is my high.
It feels alright
And I ain’t saying anything about what you do do.
So join the queue if you wish to make a complaint,
Because I ain’t no Saint,
But I'll show you patience,
If you can be patient.
Got Calvin Klein showing in my waist band,
Because I can do what I want, when I want,
Just as you can Toucan.
So how about you?
What’s your next move?
Do you want me to reach you, or even teach you?
Or do you want to just complain about a thing that you don’t even do.
If you want to player hate me for playing my game,
Then that’s just lame
And I ain’t got the time
To be listening to your little lies,
Or even your miscomprehension’s.
I just thought I would mention
What I like to do for fun,
So take your gun and put it back in the holster,
And please do put your glass on the coaster.
I’m just a guy with long hair saying
“Hi my name is!”...
Irrelevant to you, if all your going to do is boo,
Then may I be excused from this conversation?
I have to take a vacation from your atmosphere.
In fact I have to get the Hell out of here!
If all you want to do is moan, here’s a loan and a
Phone, go buy what you need to make you happy...
Or just go!
I pay my subscription because it feels good to Me,
Not you, to be an Orc, or even a Hu-man.
Others may claim humans are boring,
But my 80’s blowing though all of them,
Like they ain’t even there.
Oh Hell yeah!
Just a made up Wizard, on a made up planet,
That somebody created and you just slate it
And player hate it?
Well hate the player and not the game,
Because the game has changed and improved with age,
And you will just decrease until you cease to be.
And me?
I’ll still be playing with my little Gnomies,
Guildie Homies
And a big ol’ Boar.
Are you keeping score?
If not write a recipe.
I just learned three and it thrilled me to pieces.
Time to take a pause...
You need the applause,
For claiming your game is better, ok, whatever.
Whether, or whenever, or whatever you say to me,
I hold my disbelief in your entire mentality.
You have never been right about anything about me!
Never have been.
Never will be.
Nothing’s changing but the weather,
And whatever the score I’m still here playing,
Whatever it is you’re saying,
But some noob needs advice,
So do you get what I’m saying?
Brb to you when I’m in the mood.
Got to go make my Tauren Paladin say Moo!
Not to you of course,
You’re busy murdering pixels in your chosen game,
Your chosen Call,
But I only kill these things in a fantasy world.
Don’t need realism in my imagination.
Don’t care for a nation, or a flag to fly under.
I have a dragon to ride
And a bridge to swoop under just for fun, yeah.
Go find another new game to own
And I will still be here playing WoW.
It’s a thing that I got
And you ain’t taking it from me!
D’jah get me?
Got Bone through the speakers and some herbs to get.
This calls collect; do you wish to accept?
Or just close your eyes to the possibility
Of anybody but you being right?
Aight!
Peace!
I’ll leave you to it.
You can keep on talking.
I’m out of here...
Grinding you down is sooooo boring.
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- Published: September 4th, 2025 03:20
- Category: Reflection
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