Brutal Kunnin Quotes

Ufthak would be the first to admit that ork accuracy wasn’t exactly brilliant, as a rule, but that was because aiming was for cowards.

Ufthak nutted him, and Deffrow sat down rapidly, involuntarily, and in a state of some confusion.

One by one, the orks who'd scattered across the side of the spoil heap mobbed up on him - or at least, the ones who'd scattered in one piece. The one's who'd been scattered courtesy of humie high explosives stayed where they were, which was generally here and there, and sometimes a different there as well

Now the ladz scattered. Not quickly enough, in some cases: assorted body parts flew past Ufthak, too torn and mangled to be of any use to even the most desperate painboy. He actually tripped on a hand that someone had carelessly dropped, and went head over heels, landing on his back in the spoil and sliding gracelessly further down the slope as the filthy stuff shifted beneath his weight

Dat's an ork,' Wazzock said, with feeling. 'Well, obviously dat's an ork,' Mogrot replied. 'He ain't a zoggin' squiggoth, is 'e?' 'Nah, I mean dat is an ork,' Wazzock said. 'Dat's an ork wot knows where 'e's goin'.

Whoo'za good squig?' Ufthak asked Princess, as the squig bounded up to him. 'Izzit yoo?' Apparently it was, because Princess squealed raucously, so Ufthak tossed it a humie arm that seemed mostly meat, and it crunched it down gleefully.