All this and World War, Too.

Chuck faces of the mutant freaks of Islamism and saves the free world too late. “If only I could find the nest!” Sadly, they’ve infiltrated City Hall!

Ah, if only people knew the good old days of Tin Pan Alley are perhaps over. When this asymetrical war’s in full swing, it’ll be T.S Eliot’s alley “where the dead men rot their bones”. It’ll be oh so late at night…and not a police car in sight.

I was walking down the street one day, in the merry, merry month of May, when I was taken by surprise, by a pair of roguish ey.. He’s the man who broke the bank at Monte Carlo! Doing the Lambeth Walk, oh..When you’re smiling, when you’re smiling, the whole world smiles with..We’ll meet again, don’t know where, don’t know..Somewhere, beyond the sea, somewhere waitng for me, my lover stan..Life is a but a dream, shaboom, sha..Cold grinding grizzly bear jaws hot on your heels. You’re alone…

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Dear sports, we are currently waiting in the ante-room of World War 1V. The blind war against Islam Murder Inc. is shockingly global, but still relatively localised. Like in France, it only takes up over 750 no go zones…

Though not for much longer. It’ll be so very dark and profoundly awful when Islam finally gets what it wants. You and I dead and everything we value destroyed and gone. Perhaps as we near such a point of no return, the millions of deluded and clueless Western dhimmi fools will finally be able to see things as they really are. But I wouldn’t count on it. Because we’re kind of already on the Istanbul Express, so to speak.

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