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Soccer Match
Soccer Match And so we've finally reached midnight, The question was, why did it take so long? Now the forces of war and darkness are ready for evenfall. The nuclear clock ran out of time. It started when Turkey carried out their threat. They shot down a Neo Soviet Fencer jet. Both crew ejected but one was killed by rebels. The same rebels the Neo Soviets bombed recently. Payback is effing angry. Neo Soviet lies now spew forth. RT and Sputnik propaganda sites insist: it was ground fire; our jet was over Syria, not Turkey. Did they say ground fire so they can hit the missile sites? No doubt a counter move will follow. This will be a big football match. NATO v Neo Soviet Russia and their proxy slaves. Just like the old days but with a difference: NATO never splashed an enemy jet like this. Not since Korea when America and Soviet pilots battled it out. I've waited all my life for this. Gonna get a front row seat for the big event. Get my beer and pizza ready. But it would have been different if the Fencer had an escort. Were where the Flanker fighters? Back at base drinking vodka? We'll need a litre of vodka for what will soon follow. End of days, Armageddon, the Apocalypse, World War Three...
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