"Oh come on, you bald bastard!
Haven't you seen how I've bust open the doors!
How I led the expedition down and up!
How I entered the charmed caves with no hesitation!
How I covered the orb that beguiled your friends!
How I smashed the lollygaging skelly!
How I opened the doors to the lich king—thrice!
How, in my endless ingenuity, I collected and then distributed the silver plates of destruction!
All while you were cowering at the ship!
And this paltry 127 gold pieces is all I get?!
300!
It should be at least 300!
You greedy bastard!
Never again shall I follow you!
May your hat rot in hell, Hats!"