What a load of horse hockey pucks. The bleating sheep of the washed masses of anti war stompers of feet fill me with such laughter.
You think this is all about power, deseption, oil, money and all that ****? Dudes you need to drop the bong and get out more.
This is war, this is the primal instincts of man coming to the surface. This has as much to do with party politics or religion, as I do with a knitting circle.
This is all about survival of the fittest, fast and most ferocious. If you ain't with us, we'll eat you. We're iching to eat the world and gnaw gently on the bones of the dead, while we bask in the heady after glow of a good gorging.
You lofty self proclaimed freethinkers have no lock on morality, you're blind to your human/animal. You are the weak and pathetic. It is the likes of you that will get us all killed.
The global struggle for who will reign supreme is on, get with the program, let your animal to the surface and embrace it. It you don't, you can die with the muzzie masses that would enslave us.
I get a hard-on for war, killing is serious business and business is gooooood. As we march the troops through the muzzie strongholds and empty the vessels they call bodies, of their life and hate, we do the world a favour. We will survive at all costs.
The muzzies pose an extremely clear and present danger to our way of life. They want to control the oil, not a problem, you send guys like me to wage war and we'll annex the lot of them. They want to control religion and how we pray, not a problem, you send guys like me to kill them.
Aaaah, killing muzzie assholes. The sport of champions and I'm racking up the points.
Place your bets on the winning team people. Don't take the long shot, it's a losing bet.
