I am so sick of them, mon. No, I mean really fucking sick of them.
What is the fascination at Blizzard with having floaty things in the air that someone (usually hunters) has to shoot down, or in the case of The Blood Princes, up. Seriously, they must have hired someone with a ball fetish sometime around the designing of Ulduar; Algalon is the first instance I can think of with such a mechanic (Note to Blizzard: Just because you call them collapsing stars doesn’t make them any less of a ball)
Then there are the Blood Princes(ses). More balls flying around than a Saturday night in San Francisco. Or Silvermoon. Taking these balls to the face is certain death. Or god forbid some of their balls hit the floor.
Look, I really don’t care what you do in private, whatever makes you happy. For fuck’s sake though, less balls flying around please.
Oh and also, amidst playing with all the balls, we managed to free some hippy dragon from The Lich King’s grasp. Or something.