I am a bit sick today, so I've been sleeping.
During my slumber, Skarsnik, Lord of the Eight peeks, came to me in a dream.
"Betrayer!" he shrieked.
My eyes snapped open. How could I dare to play any other army but my beloved Greenskins.
Forgive me Mork and Gork, for I have sinned.
1 comment:
what sort of sickness did you have !
It sounds like some sneaky greenskin has popped a "special" mushroom in your cough mixture ;)
An entertaining blog, thanks for sharing.
Sigmar
my blog & Warhammer forum
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