O Khan, Lice-Infested Leader of the Troublebot Horde, I have wonderful news. I was trying to negotiate a surrender of Canada before we arrived. The Canadian provinces agreed not to interfere with the Horde as long as we only maim, mutilate and molest French speaking Canadians. The Prime Minister for some reason did not like this idea and nixed it. The governments in the provinces revolted and treated with us the aforementioned agreement. For some reason, the Québécois were not favorable to the agreement and petitioned France for assistance. The French ambassador relayed that the French military will provide ground troops to help stem the tide of the Troublebot Horde.
O Leader of the Stinky....I present you with Frenchman to dismember and slay in battle.
Today I shall not bathe. When the sun rises in the morning, I will go into battle with the rest of the Horde. For tomorrow we fight the French. (And the froggie wannabes, the Québécois). Remember, do not kill them all. Save some and we will force them to eat food smothered in Ketchup.
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Last edited by Pheatius; 09-29-2003 at 11:21 AM..
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