TET: Snail Riders, Charge!

[Farnhamia]

This year we've been celebrating the hundredth anniversary of the civil war and the fiftieth anniversary of the beginning of world war I and the twentieth anniversary of the end of world war ii. All in all it's been a good year for the war buffs and a number of lps and television specials have come out capitalizing on all this "nostalgia" with particular emphasis on the songs of
Various wars. I feel that if any songs are going to come out of World War III we'd better start writing them now. I have one here. You might call it a bit of pre-nostalgia. This is the song that the boys sang as they went bravely off to World War III.

So long, mom,
I'm off to drop the bomb,
So don't wait up for me.
But while you swelter
Down there in your shelter,
You can see me
On your tv.

While we're attacking frontally,
Watch Brinkally and Huntally,
Describing contrapuntally
The cities we have lost.
No need for you to miss a minute
Of the agonizing holocaust. (yeah!)

Little Johnny Jones he was a U.S. pilot,
And no shrinking vi'let was he.
He was mighty proud when World War III was declared,
He wasn't scared,
No siree!
And this is what he said on
His way to Armageddon:

So long, mom,
I'm off to drop the bomb,
So don't wait up for me.
But though I may roam,
I'll come back to my home,
Although it may be
A pile of debris.

Remember, mommy,
I'm off to get a commie,
So send me a salami,
And try to smile somehow.
I'll look for you when the war is over,
An hour and a half from now!

[Ethel mermania]

Went to the hospital today for four hours. Seeing everyone wearing masks, every single person, was surreal. Felt safe, but it was surreal.

Wait till you get on a subway car with 90 people in masks.

[Heloin]

This year we've been celebrating the hundredth anniversary of the civil war and the fiftieth anniversary of the beginning of world war I and the twentieth anniversary of the end of world war ii. All in all it's been a good year for the war buffs and a number of lps and television specials have come out capitalizing on all this "nostalgia" with particular emphasis on the songs of
Various wars. I feel that if any songs are going to come out of World War III we'd better start writing them now. I have one here. You might call it a bit of pre-nostalgia. This is the song that the boys sang as they went bravely off to World War III.

So long, mom,
I'm off to drop the bomb,
So don't wait up for me.
But while you swelter
Down there in your shelter,
You can see me
On your tv.

While we're attacking frontally,
Watch Brinkally and Huntally,
Describing contrapuntally
The cities we have lost.
No need for you to miss a minute
Of the agonizing holocaust. (yeah!)

Little Johnny Jones he was a U.S. pilot,
And no shrinking vi'let was he.
He was mighty proud when World War III was declared,
He wasn't scared,
No siree!
And this is what he said on
His way to Armageddon:

So long, mom,
I'm off to drop the bomb,
So don't wait up for me.
But though I may roam,
I'll come back to my home,
Although it may be
A pile of debris.

Remember, mommy,
I'm off to get a commie,
So send me a salami,
And try to smile somehow.
I'll look for you when the war is over,
An hour and a half from now!

[Heloin]

Went to the hospital today for four hours. Seeing everyone wearing masks, every single person, was surreal. Felt safe, but it was surreal.

Wait till you get on a subway car with 90 people in masks.

Duval county finally made it mandatory.

[Farnhamia]

This year we've been celebrating the hundredth anniversary of the civil war and the fiftieth anniversary of the beginning of world war I and the twentieth anniversary of the end of world war ii. All in all it's been a good year for the war buffs and a number of lps and television specials have come out capitalizing on all this "nostalgia" with particular emphasis on the songs of
Various wars. I feel that if any songs are going to come out of World War III we'd better start writing them now. I have one here. You might call it a bit of pre-nostalgia. This is the song that the boys sang as they went bravely off to World War III.

So long, mom,
I'm off to drop the bomb,
So don't wait up for me.
But while you swelter
Down there in your shelter,
You can see me
On your tv.

While we're attacking frontally,
Watch Brinkally and Huntally,
Describing contrapuntally
The cities we have lost.
No need for you to miss a minute
Of the agonizing holocaust. (yeah!)

Little Johnny Jones he was a U.S. pilot,
And no shrinking vi'let was he.
He was mighty proud when World War III was declared,
He wasn't scared,
No siree!
And this is what he said on
His way to Armageddon:

Wiki sayeth, "In the months following the film's release director Stanley Kubrick received a fan letter from Legrace G. Benson of the Department of History of Art at Cornell University interpreting the film as being sexually-layered. The director wrote back to Benson and confirmed the interpretation, 'Seriously, you are the first one who seems to have noticed the sexual framework from intromission (the planes going in) to the last spasm (Kong's ride down and detonation at target).'"

[Ethel mermania]

Wait till you get on a subway car with 90 people in masks.

Duval county finally made it mandatory.

Takes some folks longer than others.

[Farnhamia]

Duval county finally made it mandatory.

Takes some folks longer than others.

"We want to make sure it's not just some fad, y'know?"

[Kannap]

This year we've been celebrating the hundredth anniversary of the civil war and the fiftieth anniversary of the beginning of world war I and the twentieth anniversary of the end of world war ii.

Oh no! Farn is stuck in a timewarp and we have to save them!

[Heloin]

This year we've been celebrating the hundredth anniversary of the civil war and the fiftieth anniversary of the beginning of world war I and the twentieth anniversary of the end of world war ii.

Oh no! Farn is stuck in a timewarp and we have to save them!

I'd honestly stay in that time warp for a while.

[Farnhamia]

This year we've been celebrating the hundredth anniversary of the civil war and the fiftieth anniversary of the beginning of world war I and the twentieth anniversary of the end of world war ii.

Oh no! Farn is stuck in a timewarp and we have to save them!

Come on back to 1965, lad. We have problems but somehow they pale in significance. And bring a copy of the WSJ, we'll buy stocks and laugh all the way to the bank.

[The Black Forrest]

This year we've been celebrating the hundredth anniversary of the civil war and the fiftieth anniversary of the beginning of world war I and the twentieth anniversary of the end of world war ii.

Oh no! Farn is stuck in a timewarp and we have to save them!

It’s just a jump to the left.

[Nanatsu no Tsuki]

Went to the hospital today for four hours. Seeing everyone wearing masks, every single person, was surreal. Felt safe, but it was surreal.

Wait till you get on a subway car with 90 people in masks.

On the plus side, I came back from there with three free masks, two of which are N95s so all in all, PROFIT!! \o/

[Nuroblav]

Oh no! Farn is stuck in a timewarp and we have to save them!

It’s just a jump to the left.

Or rather a slide to the left, shortly followed by a slide to the right and two criss crosses. Cha cha real smooth.

[Hurdergaryp]

This year we've been celebrating the hundredth anniversary of the civil war and the fiftieth anniversary of the beginning of world war I and the twentieth anniversary of the end of world war ii. All in all it's been a good year for the war buffs and a number of lps and television specials have come out capitalizing on all this "nostalgia" with particular emphasis on the songs of
Various wars. I feel that if any songs are going to come out of World War III we'd better start writing them now. I have one here. You might call it a bit of pre-nostalgia. This is the song that the boys sang as they went bravely off to World War III.

So long, mom,
I'm off to drop the bomb,
So don't wait up for me.
But while you swelter
Down there in your shelter,
You can see me
On your tv.

While we're attacking frontally,
Watch Brinkally and Huntally,
Describing contrapuntally
The cities we have lost.
No need for you to miss a minute
Of the agonizing holocaust. (yeah!)

Little Johnny Jones he was a U.S. pilot,
And no shrinking vi'let was he.
He was mighty proud when World War III was declared,
He wasn't scared,
No siree!
And this is what he said on
His way to Armageddon:

Hunter of the silent darkness--
Mighty steel leviathan,
Rise from your nocturnal vigil--
'Davey Jones' the time has come.

Send spitting fires and roaring thunder--instigate Poseidon's wrath,
Unleash the terrors of the deep uncertain of the aftermath.
Attack is the best form of defense--fingers on a keyboard play,
When genocide's a numbered sequence death is but a breath away.

I. I hear sirens screaming--
C. See lightning rip the sky,
B. Be afraid my darling--
M. Embrace me as we die.

Dark clouds gather (tensions mounting)--current tides are making waves,
They navigate a sea of tears--above them storms in tea-cups rage.
Only Jonah 'neath the ocean witnesses the damage done,
But can't turn back the hands of time--none can unload a smoking gun.

I. I hear sirens screaming--
C. See lightning rip the sky,
B. Be afraid my darling--
M. Embrace me as we die.

The lords of Fleet Street speculate--as noble statesmen mediate,
They tread on thin ice cracked by hate--one slip could spell disaster.
We gave you power to decide--but now you gamble with our lives,
We've all been taken for a ride--next stop the hereafter.

These implements of science-friction--
Are the pawns of power play,
By splitting hairs and splitting atoms--
They'll kill us all the 'new-clear' way.

Entice us through Megeddo's gateway on this final exodus,
As flesh is turned to ash and vapour by the fires of 'terminus.'

[The Huskar Social Union]

Going back to work on thursday, gona be weird after not being in for about four months and having the rona precautions in place.

Yes it will be. But it's nice to see the eyes and hair of your coworkers.

Thats.... oddly specific lol

[Farnhamia]

(Image)

Hunter of the silent darkness--
Mighty steel leviathan,
Rise from your nocturnal vigil--
'Davey Jones' the time has come.

Send spitting fires and roaring thunder--instigate Poseidon's wrath,
Unleash the terrors of the deep uncertain of the aftermath.
Attack is the best form of defense--fingers on a keyboard play,
When genocide's a numbered sequence death is but a breath away.

I. I hear sirens screaming--
C. See lightning rip the sky,
B. Be afraid my darling--
M. Embrace me as we die.

Dark clouds gather (tensions mounting)--current tides are making waves,
They navigate a sea of tears--above them storms in tea-cups rage.
Only Jonah 'neath the ocean witnesses the damage done,
But can't turn back the hands of time--none can unload a smoking gun.

I. I hear sirens screaming--
C. See lightning rip the sky,
B. Be afraid my darling--
M. Embrace me as we die.

The lords of Fleet Street speculate--as noble statesmen mediate,
They tread on thin ice cracked by hate--one slip could spell disaster.
We gave you power to decide--but now you gamble with our lives,
We've all been taken for a ride--next stop the hereafter.

These implements of science-friction--
Are the pawns of power play,
By splitting hairs and splitting atoms--
They'll kill us all the 'new-clear' way.

Entice us through [i]Megeddo's gateway on this final exodus,
As flesh is turned to ash and vapour by the fires of 'terminus.'[/i]

Magiddu was a pretty impressive city, back in the day.

[Ethel mermania]

Yes it will be. But it's nice to see the eyes and hair of your coworkers.

Thats.... oddly specific lol

For the most part, they should be wearing masks.

[Luziyca]

Hunter of the silent darkness--
Mighty steel leviathan,
Rise from your nocturnal vigil--
'Davey Jones' the time has come.

Send spitting fires and roaring thunder--instigate Poseidon's wrath,
Unleash the terrors of the deep uncertain of the aftermath.
Attack is the best form of defense--fingers on a keyboard play,
When genocide's a numbered sequence death is but a breath away.

I. I hear sirens screaming--
C. See lightning rip the sky,
B. Be afraid my darling--
M. Embrace me as we die.

Dark clouds gather (tensions mounting)--current tides are making waves,
They navigate a sea of tears--above them storms in tea-cups rage.
Only Jonah 'neath the ocean witnesses the damage done,
But can't turn back the hands of time--none can unload a smoking gun.

I. I hear sirens screaming--
C. See lightning rip the sky,
B. Be afraid my darling--
M. Embrace me as we die.

The lords of Fleet Street speculate--as noble statesmen mediate,
They tread on thin ice cracked by hate--one slip could spell disaster.
We gave you power to decide--but now you gamble with our lives,
We've all been taken for a ride--next stop the hereafter.

These implements of science-friction--
Are the pawns of power play,
By splitting hairs and splitting atoms--
They'll kill us all the 'new-clear' way.

Entice us through [i]Megeddo's gateway on this final exodus,
As flesh is turned to ash and vapour by the fires of 'terminus.'[/i]

Magiddu was a pretty impressive city, back in the day.

I would believe it.

Mohenjo-Daro's better, though.

[Heloin]

Thats.... oddly specific lol

For the most part, they should be wearing masks.

Irish people know how to rock a mask.

[Farnhamia]

Magiddu was a pretty impressive city, back in the day.

I would believe it.

Mohenjo-Daro's better, though.

I heard it was nice but I never passed through South Asia. Don't know why, it just seemed easier to go north of the mountains when I was traveling.

[Ethel mermania]

For the most part, they should be wearing masks.

Irish people know how to rock a mask.

Or throw rocks in a mask, one or the other.

[The Huskar Social Union]

For the most part, they should be wearing masks.

Irish people know how to rock a mask.

[Idzequitch]

Irish people know how to rock a mask.

Or throw rocks in a mask, one or the other.

People in glass masks shouldn't throw stones.

[Luziyca]

I would believe it.

Mohenjo-Daro's better, though.

I heard it was nice but I never passed through South Asia. Don't know why, it just seemed easier to go north of the mountains when I was traveling.

That's fair.

Anyway, my mother finally got a full time job as a receptionist.

[Heloin]

Irish people know how to rock a mask.

One day my ma's relations came round to visit me
Just as my father's kinfolk were all sittin' down to tea
We tried to smooth things over, but they all began to fight
And me being strictly neutral, I bashed everyone in sight

Oh it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen
My father he was orange and my mother she was green