you meet real interesting people in early morning/late night dungeon roulette. today i am going to talk about the “your boy eggnog” healer.
i queue in as a tank and i get the aery, and right away the first thing the healer says is that he doesn’t feel like healing, so i might die. already we’re off to a good start. the first few pulls aren’t anything truly noteworthy – he seems a bit slow to keep me up, but no close calls, nothing especially worth noticing until he shouts in all caps in party chat:
“MR POSTMAN"
and then before anyone can respond:
“who do youy think yoiu are?@!”
being that i’m the only one with the postman title equipped, i answer, “the postman”
“you aint never gonna get my love!“ he tells me.
“mr. the white,” i say in reference to his own equipped title, “we have a purely professional relationship.”
did you know: there are people who can lie down, at a reasonable hour, and just sleep? fall asleep, easily? regularly? on a regular basis? roughly every night? wild
