...and the sky went dark, as if day had turned to night, and cows gave sour milk, and the crops failed never to return, and a rooster was born with the face of David Hasselhoff, and the sound of the clashing of swords kept infants crying all through the night, and the ground shook from the exploding bombs, and the heavens rained down rusty metal, hot coals and broken glass, and little old ladies began to f@rt Zyklon B gas, and every musical instrument in the state simultaneously went out of tune, and the noise made windows break as far away as Budapest, and flowers bloomed with petals of venomous fangs, and sasquatch lost all his hair and took the name 'John Ashcroft', and all the blond children cried tears of blood, and all the brunette children cried tears of fortified malt liqour, and encyclopedias spontaneously burst into flames, and donut holes ran for the protection of their donuts, and...
just a minute, I need to feed the dogs.
All my fight strategy is based on deliberately injuring my opponents. -
Crippled Avenger
"It is the same in all wars; the soldiers do the fighting, the journalists do the shouting, and no true patriot ever get near a front-line trench, except on the briefest of propoganda visits...Perhaps when the next great war comes we may see that sight unprecendented in all history, a jingo with a bullet-hole in him."
First you get good, then you get fast, then you get good and fast.