We used to have a different site. Foolishly, we entrusted its creation and upkeep to a manic depressive sociopath. With hindsight that may have been an error, but hey, at least the guy felt like he had friends for a few months. It must have been an exciting new experience.

When Warsaw inevitably went mental and started thinking he was Jesus, we upped sticks and moved to this glamourous new site - crafted by the fine hands of Zephyrus, Marfu and Cosmos. As a result of the jump, we’ve got a bundle of old news posts that quite a few people won’t have seen. So we’re going to repost some of them, because it’s quite literally better than nothing.

We’ve also enlisted the help of French Enlightenment philosopher and historian, Voltaire (1694–1778) to provide an insight ino the historical value of each piece.

Here’s the first:

Paladin, Oh Paladin - a poem

Paladin, oh Paladin,
How I waste three hours
Trying to kill you even once.
You fucking bastard.

Voltaire says: “This poem gives a rare insight into the World of Warcraft as it existed more than six months ago, before The Burning Crusade. With the class restricted to Alliance players only, Paladins found themselves on the receiving end of much animosity from the Horde, which had known them only as enemies. Many argue the hatred was justified by the fact that Paladins are a bunch of bubbling cunts. Those people are correct.”

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