Yes but the hate twinks get is understandable.
True story:
I was minding my own business farming Iron Docks on a hot august day on my lvl 45 tank so i decided to queue so i can help some motherfuckers (actually I wanted to boost my ego so i can get it in the same range as my cock or at least close to that). And after few short seconds (more like 40 minutes because wow is dead) I got in, and the healer was a lvl 11 monk. I smelled trouble because his name was something like Igodpwn or Conzilsucks or Vengful, or something like that. So, i mounted my trusted horse, applied flask (because I am a tryhard player), rune, used two scrolls (battle shout and fortitude) after yelling at the group priest that he's retarded.
The monk was already at the third boss(bosses) and he slapped the caster so hard that he forgot what to cast so he turned around and threw some purple shit at the priest who bitched that wow is too hard. The boss goblin threw some mines on the ground and the group hunter stepped on them because he was backpeddling so he died because we had no healer, the healer was tank, the tank (me) was taking photos so i can remember this awesome moment and besides that, I'm not bandage-spec anyway. Our trusty tank, the healer monk, noticed the hunter dieing painfully because of the mines, so he turned his wrath to the goblin boss.
With his left hand he reached inside the boss' chest and he pulled boss' heart out and casted some green shit on it. The last boss of the three-pack, the melee one, saw this shit happening so he evaded a bit. Or at least he tried, but the monk was already on him. He spun so hard making the instance server lag so hard that I swear to god I heard the fourth boss, which he haven't even engaged yet, yell "Shirvallah, fill me with your RAGE!"
And filled he was. The monk rolled left and right dodging a clefthoof, a chicken with wings and several orcs picking their nosses and enter the fourth boss' visual. The boss flinched, the monk raised his fist.
It was a battle of wits.
But it was over in a second, some green goo spat on the boss and it was silence, you could hear our hearts beating inside the chest. Boom, boom, boom.
We didn't even manage to loot because the monk jumped the stairs to the last bosses already. One of them said something about "No king rules forever, my son" and another one, his son probably, yelled that Blackhand will have their hides.
But it was too late, their fate was already sealed. The monk barrel-rolled between them and hit them both in the nuts. You could hear the nuts colliding into a Big Bang, one like the world had never seen. Both fell lifeless at the feet of the monk. Oh, and there was some giant dude that died because he got caught between the nuts.
End of story. But now I hate twinks.