Saim-Hann.
Those guys like speed. I can relate.

Ahem, in the words of one particularly illustrative Ork, *assumes a terrible Ork impersation voice* "Da Red Ones Go Fasta'!"

Wunz

WUNZ

DA RED WUNZ GO FASTAH

You'z need ta wurk on 'ow ta speak proppa

Still...
It wurnt bad fer a Panzee.

Wot do you'z fink den

A lite krumpin fer tryin?

Yeah,
Soundz fair by my lisuninz.
Make shure dey kan still tork, else dey kant practiss.

Iyanden. Because in the grim darkness of the far future, you put on bright primary colors so your enemies know who murked 'em.

*assumes her usual condescending Eldar tone*

We Eldar pride ourselves on the mastery of all arts, including languages, but I concede I have little desire to master the Mushroom tongue, Ork.

Den you ain'tz da mastah of all fingz den aren't ya you pon'cee panzee git

It's true, I shall forever bear the shame of my singular imperfection: that I cannot eloquently commune with fungus.