Yeah you keep runnin' ya mouf off ya nancy snotlin'. I'll be over 'ere when yer ready ter stop bein' a pansy!

Ya ain'tz doin en'neefing yurself ya daft git

If ya kantz 'Andle gettin a few boyz ta kwit krumpin each otha den ya ain'tz gud enuff ta be a nob

Besidez, dis iz a meetin ya stinkin grot, I al'redee got da place klean of bludd from da last panzee dat walked in ere, spillin all of yur panzee bludd wuld be puttin mor work on me shouldahz

FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT! FOIGHT!

*The sound of a trukk revving gets closer until-*
- C R A S H -
*A large trukk comes bursting through the wall, Grot-Stompa coming out*
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"Ladz...Ladz lissun. I gotz me a guud-no Great Idea!"

*The mek tosses back another swig of what is effectively battery acid*

"W-We jus' put da krooza on wheelz, an' make da bigges' tank so killy it-it krumpz all da gitz"
"An den, we load it wiv so much flash dat-dat it...ooh me 'ead feels burny-"

*The pissed Mek's dome lets off a puff of smoke, before he collapses, and proceeds to leave a yellow puddle over the floor, belching & groaning occasionally to let the doks know he aint dead yet*.

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Wuld you lot

KWIT WREKKIN DA MEETIN ROOM

...I'z still dontz know if dis iz me shop or not

But if it iz, I'll be ro'ight pissed off bout all da damage!

OI! KNOCK IT OFF YA WEE YOOFS! DIS 'ERE MEETIN WUZ MADE TA UNITE DA ORKS! NOT TA REDUCE US INTA BICKERIN GRETCHINZ!

now! letz try ta be moar Civil like!

when ave orks eva bin civil

ROIGHT NOW YA WEEDY GIT!

*Nazgrim runs as far away as he can but trips over a sleeping squig and just lays there*

:I

ughh...