This is satellite warfare, not a party, a photo oops, and certainly not kitchen duty. If you want to hang out in the kitchen, then get the fuck off the battlefield and for god sakes; when you crash the beach and hill; do not hug those defending it or look at them shocked and say, "oh, how could you." Rip their shirt and hair out or go home and take your clothes off; this is not a party; it is nearly world war 4 and they are getting sucked deeper in it by the sucking sound and it is not coming from a woman. Also, someone has to go; this is the most exclusive poker table; not poke her table. Ann, you want to be a warrior or get court martial ed again for cowardice and as a conscientious objector? This is war, invade their land, and break a beer bottle on their leaders head; not preach Christianity okay. Breaking McCain's other arm or biting the ear off of Lindsay is a good start; go Limbaugh JAG's. They are communist; get rid of them before we are appeased, stink, and end up as a drunk idiot with Catholic fight in us. Tell them to get the fuck off the battlefield and get back in the kitchen where they belong; but for god sakes keep the clothes on. Do they know how close this mole and terrorist group is? It is an "Indian Run" and from soccer tactics; the top attacks the tail end and it pushes the loop continuously. This enemy is very close and we need to go after the leaders; not the tail end; they are merely dependent.
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