Many Shubs and Zuuls knew what it was to be roasted in the depths of the Sloar that day, I can tell you!
"Hey Booray, do you want to join a premade AV?"
"Sure," I said.
A few minutes later we had a full raid and everyone was in vent (a voice chat program).
"Okay," the raid leader said, 'I lied. This is not an AV raid. We are going to raid Orgrimmar and kill Thrall."
Now, for those of you who don't play WoW, I'm going to try and explain how cool it is to kill Thrall. Thrall is the king of the Orcs and he sits in their capitol city. You need at least 40 people working together as a team just to get to him and if you are lucky enough to pull it off you will be left standing in the middle of Horde central with enemies swarming in to kill you. However, it's all worth it just for the screenshot of yourself standing on the throne over a very dead Thrall.
It was amazingly easy. Because the raid leader had not announced the raid to the general populace, no one had tipped off the Horde. We rolled in like a train and commenced to pounding on the big guy, then the rogues (that's me) broke off and guarded the door, killing any poor Horde stupid enough to try and stop us. After he was down, we strolled out into the city and killed anything that moved.