Three Alliance trespassing in Horde territory are captured by a group of Troll Rogues. In garbled Common, the Trolls, cackling and rubbing their hands together in glee, turn to the first Ally and say that he can choose between death, or a minute of "bunga bunga." While the Ally doesn't understand this Trollish word, he surmises it must be better than death and submits. For a solid minute, the Rogues do it to him from behind.

They turn to the next Ally, visibly shaken after seeing what happened to his mate. His offer is worse: death, or five minutes of bunga bunga. Not ready to die, he drops trow and submits to the "backstabbing" for a full five minutes.

Sweating profusely, the last Ally anticipates his fate. The Trolls' offer: death, or an hour of bunga bunga. "Never! I'll never submit to your foul Trollish rituals. Just kill me instead."

A sly smile appears on the lead troll's tusken mouth. "Okay, mon. Ya sentence be death by bunga bunga."