From thence has emerged the
unlikely titular generalissimo of the assembled infernal engines of doom of the Evil Empire, the misanthropic Khazar homunculus Sarkozy who has managed to tear himself away from his notable libidinous excesses long enough to make amends for the Republic's open defiance of the "coalition of the willing" in the second Gulf slaughter. To prove his bona fides to his stepfather, CIA ghoul and éminence grise Frank G.Wisner, whose handprints are already manifestly and malignantly imprinted upon the fratricidal cataclysm enveloping the Middle East and North Africa, this stunted reprobate convened a quaint luncheon table around which were ceremoniously convened the various cowardly impresarios of the NATO/UN juggernaut whose dainty white hands, already drenched in blood of countless victims, picked at sumptuous fare as their eldritch and oleaginous host proudly informed them that French Mirage F-1s were already in the air on their way to the shores of Tripoli.
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