I bet lazy marines love rocket lawn-chairs. I 'opes wez can nab enemy shootas too. Nufin' like usin' dere own gunz against 'em! Of course, that'll probably never happen.
Wat, really? Ya want to shoot wif da humie boltas? Dey are noffin' to our Shootas! Dey dakka way too little, too. Na, I wants onuf dem Sjurikan Katapults. Shooty an' choppy in one pakage? An Ork can dream, I rekkon.
Boltas? 'Course not! I wus talkin bout dem chaos boyz' ott-o-kannons. Dey'z ded shooty, 'an loud too. Not as 'eavy as deffgunz neivah.
Ah, now we're on da same page! Im just sayin' dat if ya want some dakka dat is 'splody as well, ya can just paint it jelloh!
Mates 'ou sem to goz soft. 'eres the 'un in killin' from affar? Getz stuck inz for the WAAAAAAGGH!! SMOOSH DEM HOMANS SKULLZ IN' WITH MA BEAR 'ANDS.
Flash Gitz! Proppa Shoota! Moar Dakka! Bigger Choppah! More teef dan u! Freebootin Kroozer! Killa Kans! Gork! (and maybe Mork!) Smesh da Spehs Mahreen!!!
Oi! Ya gitz! We'z da biggest, meanest, choppiest and dakka...'iest?! We'z all got a dream, my une is dat da meanest Boss 'round this 'ere galaxy, rounds up every single Ork that is! And we'z all killz da panzees and we all go to da Emprah! N' hav' a proppa' speech wif' him. Dose Tin cans uses him as powah eh? We'z could strap him to a Powah Klaw an' use dat git of a humie as a weapon! Da Speed Freeks could make 'im into a Bommah or Wagon dat is! Wif' alotta ZAP! ZAP! BOOM! ZIP! N Lazers all around! Why's you lookin' at me like dat? Every Ork can 'ave a dakky dream!
Dat dere is reedikulouss! Da Emprah being sum sorta powah pack for a zoggin power klaw i mean. I wud like to grind is ere bonez to dust and shoot em at stuff though, cos dats bound to piss dose umie bastards right n propa and den dey'll be spoilin' for a good krumpin' afterwardz and dats what deyve alwayz been lackin' in... da willingness for a good ole big scrap!
