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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Ready...Aim...Fire! In light of tension twixt brinkmanship rumbling one East Asian Tiger country otherwise known as "the land of morning calm," yours truly t'will invite "freedom foo fighters" tubby regaling with a jubilant aire total mortal Kombat levels threat of human warhead bomb dubbed "Fat Boy.” I barely get ma palm pilot sized dear derriere i.e. gluteus maximus in the air just a cat whisker across the DeMilitarized Zone (DMZ in military parlance), when the Earth shuddered from blare ring fusillade expressed detonation issued by Kim Jong Un, whose craven dark excitement clear; no match for one man bow welled bombardier propelled rectal bowel movement game changer will hit designated target precisely clear and North Koreans (no matter mostly innocent victims), howling and whelping doggone dear for quasi legerdemain identifying, fraternizing, colluding, et cetera with the enemy (in general, the NATO bound countries) 'ere really quiet, as preparation (H) gets made to bring out the big guns (actually shaped like a fleshy posterior man knuckled bum) in truth one dead reckoning sphincter muscle that doth flex with fantastic flair impossible mission to espy, cuz sieve all the flak whistling induce sing a glare, but...the Hermit Kingdom got another bad a$$ bombardier to fear deathly, stealthily quiet, hence released turd Jed motive predicated to lob early Holiday nuclear missiles, me cheeks with blasting buttocks akin to young Frankenstein blazing saddles as sole portal oozing gaseous noxious flatulence - majority of North Koreans will not hear amidst din and clangor "bad medicine" smiting nemesis courtesy blaze of glory eye ordnance impossible to hear, I strongly advise tubby not near as you might already correctly guess, when while mooning Pyongyang well taut smart cheeks, blindsided immune to any prayer so...upon confiding this tidbit, yet will need to seek out specialty of proctologist who doth rear lee suck seed unfortunate victim, yet this silent deadly ass sass sin hated hard as a ribbed rock stainless steel guaranteed to wreak havoc, with loathing what information divulged ye moost promise never to share else...any (red) turn coats can not muster posterior haste, and other emotions hints sin sere which top secret (never bottomed out during test practice trials, whereat Johnny spot on) proved to vaporize underwear and caused a "big stink" that lasted about one year, whose po' country mutilated, reduced, wasted to ashes after every nuclear and traditional military contrivance, an IC and BM (mine) did destroy.
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