IN WEST UGANDA, BORN N RAISED ON THE BATTLEFIELD IS WHERE I SPENT MOST OF MY DAYS CHILLIN' OUT, MAXIN' RELOADIN' ALL COOL AND TAKING SOME AFRICAN KIDS OUT OF THEIR SCHOOL WHEN A COUPLE OF LIBERALS STARTED MAKING ME FRET STARTED MAKING TROUBLE ON THE INTERNET THEY STARTED ONE CAMPAIGN AND MY MEN DEMANDED, THEY SAID "YOU'RE MOVIN WITH YOUR KIDS TO A BARRACKS IN SUDAN" I WHISTLED FOR A VEHICLE AND WHEN IT CAME NEAR IT WAS A SCHOOL BUS WITH ARMED KIDS IN THE REAR IF ANYTHING I COULDA WENT TO A FEW VILLAGES AND INSTALLED MORE FEAR BUT I THOUGHT "NAH, FORGET IT, YO KIDS WE'RE OUTTA HERE" I PULLED UP IN THE SUDAN 'BOUT 7 OT 8 AND I YELLED TO MUSEVENI "UMAD, SMELL YOU LATER" LOOKED AT MY ARMY COMPOSED OF ALL OF MY HOMIES TO SIT AT MY THRONE, COS I'M JOSEPH MOTHERFUCKIN' KONY
I don't believe you know anything, there's no where near enough intelligence and brainpower in your head.
Right, I pretty much have no excuse to not turn up to this one. I'll try to be there. (I wander how many people will remember my face? And how many faces I'll remember…?)
In case it comes in useful: March 12th: Manchester org's 38th birthday March 13th: Hubbard's 101st birthday
The guy is evil, bad, mean, a fraud and dead. We hate everything he ever made. Yet we're going to celebrate his fucking birthday? We should celebrate the day of his passing because that day stopped the source of all the scilon bogus.