Gun wit dem burn- Sad Orc' story

[Burgorg]

The laughing was gigantic everyone was having fun, clapping and cheering, Everyone else expect one, Dem Boulders Bashing Orc.. Burgorg he was grim sitting next the big bon fire of Orgrimmar wiping his ash filled face and sighing deeply. "It be gone, gone." He muttered and inhaled a tear. Small  orcling walked to Burgorg. "Why you be sad?" she asked. Burgorg looked the child. And forced a smile. "Dem got bit hurt to dem head."
"How?"
"Fire"
"How?"
"Dem turch drup dem hud und burnd dem."
"Will you die to it?"
"No, but dem huir did, me muhawk burnd away."
"Why?"
"Turch drupd to it and burnd it away. Made me sad."
"You grow new one?" Orcling smiled to the big orc and pat.ed his large hand.
Burgorg smiled to the Orcling. "Dabu!" Burgorg standed up fast cheering for the little she-orc, and knocked the Bonfire over.
"Dem FIRE BE SPREADING!"
"Aaargh Burgorg we told you stay away the torches! you allmost burned Asorans store allready!"
"Bud.."
"NO! go shoo now!" Angry old She-Orc shouted to Burgorg.
"Bud I wunt to hal-"
Many orc laughed the wiev, Gigantic orc running away from the old She-Orc who chased him with a broom.

((OOC: Yes the mohawk is gone. ))