Seriously. Doing a mission and I watched these noobs pull two full groups while I was telling them to focus fire on my target. 20 lashings each if I had the ability to do so. Now where'd I put my rum....?
In times like these all we have is laughter. I, for one, am laughing my ass off at the idea of the Cryptic team in their offices with the shades drawn, all huddled under a desk. "Ok Jim, you drew the short straw. Now get out there and deal with that NERDRAGE...."