Tuesday, April 14, 2009


Imagine sitting in a cramped, hot, smelly lifeboat, bound and guarded by three armed men and with every reason to believe that your life could end very soon, when simultaneously and with no warning at all, the heads of the armed men who are holding you disappear like popped balloons, leaving three twitching bodies around you and a pink fog in the air that slowly settles to the deck.

Note to Somali pirates:
Don't fuck with Americans. We are the best killers that have ever walked the planet. And we really don't like being fucked with. Ask the pirates of Tripoli. Oh wait, you can't. We killed them too.


Blogger Mary K. Goddard said...


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