Buck Up, England...
Friday, October 16, 2009
and STOP this self-induced national immolation! *
I implore you Dear England to cry havoc, release the spirit of St. George, King Henry V, and Winston Churchill, and put an end to the destruction of the Empire by those that wish to destroy you. There is time to reverse the madness that has descended upon the Empire by feckless politicians, but do not rely on them, rely on yourselves to thwart this invasion not brought upon you by battle, but by lick-spittle, boot licking appeasers!
Remember England...
And...
The time is now to stand tall, stand firm, and not to succumb to the forces of evil.
* Hat Tip: Ghost Of A Flea .
4 comments:
Time for the Brits to decide what their future will be. Either they will decide to live as free men, or embrace second class citizenship, nay, servanthood to encroaching barbaric religion and its pedophile prophet.
These maggots should be allowed to march, with full camera coverage. Identify and deport all participants, quietly. Make no big deal aboot it, just make them go back to the sewer from whence they came.
Fuggum!
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Arthur will awake, have no doubt. Much like the coming Revolution 2.0 that is building in this land, they will confront and depose their usurpers. Our sometimes polite to a fault friends across the pond do have their limits, and I would rather face many other foes than a pissed of Brit.
All I can sputter after reading that is NUT BAGS. Nut bags, nut bags, nut bags.
I hope Gregor is right about the Brits having their limits on the politeness thing.
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