This is my BOOMSTICK.
Since this is my first entry for 2010 and I am king of the anticlimax, I will now post some rubbish.
Dawn showed me this before and someone posted it on Hetalia today:
The English are feeling the pinch in relation to recent terrorist threats and have raised their security level from "Miffed" to "Peeved". Soon, though, security levels may be raised yet again to "Irritated" or even "A Bit Cross". The English have not been "A Bit Cross" since the blitz in 1940 when tea supplies all but ran out. Terrorists have been re-categorized from "Tiresome" to a "Bloody Nuisance". The last time the British issued a "Bloody Nuisance" warning level was in 1588 when threatened by the Spanish Armada.
The Scots raised their threat level from "Pissed Off" to "Let's get the Bastards". They don't have any other levels. This is the reason they have been used on the front line of the British army for the last 300 years.
The French government announced yesterday that it has raised its terror alert level from "Run" to "Hide". The only two higher levels in France are "Collaborate" and "Surrender". The rise was precipitated by a recent fire that destroyed France's white flag factory, effectively paralyzing the country's military capability.
It's not only the French who are on a heightened level of alert. Italy has increased the alert level from "Shout loudly and excitedly" to "Elaborate Military Posturing". Two more levels remain: "Ineffective Combat Operations" and "Change Sides".
The Germans also increased their alert state from "Disdainful Arrogance" to "Dress in Uniform and Sing Marching Songs". They also have two higher levels: "Invade a Neighbor" and "Lose".
Belgians, on the other hand, are all on holiday as usual, and the only threat they are worried about is NATO pulling out of Brussels.
The Spanish are all excited to see their new submarines ready to deploy. These beautifully designed subs have glass bottoms so the new Spanish navy can get a really good look at the old Spanish navy.
Americans meanwhile, as usual, are carrying out pre-emptive strikes on all of their allies, just in case.
And in the southern hemisphere...
New Zealand has also raised its security levels - from "baaa" to "BAAAA".
Due to continuing defense cutbacks (the air force being a squadron of spotty teenagers flying paper aeroplanes and the navy some toy boats in the Prime Minister's bath), New Zealand only has one more level of escalation, which is "I hope Australia will come and rescue us".
Australia , meanwhile, has raised its security level from "No worries" to "She'll be right, mate". Three more escalation levels remain: "Crikey!", "I think we'll need to cancel the barbie this weekend" and "The barbie is canceled". So far no situation has ever warranted use of the final escalation level.
Extremely tempted to make a fancomic out of this but am swamped with European Studies readings, sigh. THE IRONY D8
Now for a poetic profound moment!
The Red Flag
by James Connell
The people's flag is deepest red,
It shrouded oft our martyred dead,
And ere their limbs grew stiff and cold,
Their hearts blood dyed its every fold.
Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here.
Look round, the Frenchman loves its blaze,
The sturdy German chants its praise,
In Moscow's vaults its hymns are sung
Chicago swells the surging throng.
It waved above our infant might,
When all ahead seemed dark as night;
It witnessed many a deed and vow,
We must not change its colour now.
It well recalls the triumphs past,
It gives the hope of peace at last;
The banner bright, the symbol plain,
Of human right and human gain.
It suits today the weak and base,
Whose minds are fixed on pelf and place
To cringe before the rich man's frown,
And haul the sacred emblem down.
With heads uncovered swear we all
To bear it onward till we fall;
Come dungeons dark or gallows grim,
This song shall be our parting hymn.
I still remember all that war poetry we did for O Level Lit, Touched with Fire was a great anthology I must say. And war even came out as a theme for the O Levels! I had dreams prior to the exam that I was a German soldier fighting against the American troops IVAN I'M SORRY I WAS GERMAN BUT AT LEAST I WAS FIGHTING HAMBURGER ZOMBIES NOT YOU ;_; and when the battle was over, I was dragging my wounded captain back behind our lines when this American soldier lying on the ground suddenly sat up and it was Geraldine from Lit class and it was like,
Geraldine: Is it over?
Me: ... Were you pretending to be dead.
Geraldine: Yah.
And we were both so fed up we agreed to pretend we didn't see each other and went our own ways. I bet this actually happened quite a lot in wars, especially on patrols. During WW2, Russian and German patrol groups would pass each other but pretend not to see each other, especially when the groups were big. But if they were small groups, wah silent fight to the death with knives and all. Taking this into consideration, on hindsight I should've fought Geraldine to the death but Lit classmates just do not knife other Lit classmates. And my captain was fucking heavy.
Yeah okay, I lied about that poetic profound moment.
Dawn showed me this before and someone posted it on Hetalia today:
The English are feeling the pinch in relation to recent terrorist threats and have raised their security level from "Miffed" to "Peeved". Soon, though, security levels may be raised yet again to "Irritated" or even "A Bit Cross". The English have not been "A Bit Cross" since the blitz in 1940 when tea supplies all but ran out. Terrorists have been re-categorized from "Tiresome" to a "Bloody Nuisance". The last time the British issued a "Bloody Nuisance" warning level was in 1588 when threatened by the Spanish Armada.
The Scots raised their threat level from "Pissed Off" to "Let's get the Bastards". They don't have any other levels. This is the reason they have been used on the front line of the British army for the last 300 years.
The French government announced yesterday that it has raised its terror alert level from "Run" to "Hide". The only two higher levels in France are "Collaborate" and "Surrender". The rise was precipitated by a recent fire that destroyed France's white flag factory, effectively paralyzing the country's military capability.
It's not only the French who are on a heightened level of alert. Italy has increased the alert level from "Shout loudly and excitedly" to "Elaborate Military Posturing". Two more levels remain: "Ineffective Combat Operations" and "Change Sides".
The Germans also increased their alert state from "Disdainful Arrogance" to "Dress in Uniform and Sing Marching Songs". They also have two higher levels: "Invade a Neighbor" and "Lose".
Belgians, on the other hand, are all on holiday as usual, and the only threat they are worried about is NATO pulling out of Brussels.
The Spanish are all excited to see their new submarines ready to deploy. These beautifully designed subs have glass bottoms so the new Spanish navy can get a really good look at the old Spanish navy.
Americans meanwhile, as usual, are carrying out pre-emptive strikes on all of their allies, just in case.
And in the southern hemisphere...
New Zealand has also raised its security levels - from "baaa" to "BAAAA".
Due to continuing defense cutbacks (the air force being a squadron of spotty teenagers flying paper aeroplanes and the navy some toy boats in the Prime Minister's bath), New Zealand only has one more level of escalation, which is "I hope Australia will come and rescue us".
Australia , meanwhile, has raised its security level from "No worries" to "She'll be right, mate". Three more escalation levels remain: "Crikey!", "I think we'll need to cancel the barbie this weekend" and "The barbie is canceled". So far no situation has ever warranted use of the final escalation level.
Extremely tempted to make a fancomic out of this but am swamped with European Studies readings, sigh. THE IRONY D8
Now for a poetic profound moment!
The Red Flag
by James Connell
The people's flag is deepest red,
It shrouded oft our martyred dead,
And ere their limbs grew stiff and cold,
Their hearts blood dyed its every fold.
Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here.
Look round, the Frenchman loves its blaze,
The sturdy German chants its praise,
In Moscow's vaults its hymns are sung
Chicago swells the surging throng.
It waved above our infant might,
When all ahead seemed dark as night;
It witnessed many a deed and vow,
We must not change its colour now.
It well recalls the triumphs past,
It gives the hope of peace at last;
The banner bright, the symbol plain,
Of human right and human gain.
It suits today the weak and base,
Whose minds are fixed on pelf and place
To cringe before the rich man's frown,
And haul the sacred emblem down.
With heads uncovered swear we all
To bear it onward till we fall;
Come dungeons dark or gallows grim,
This song shall be our parting hymn.
I still remember all that war poetry we did for O Level Lit, Touched with Fire was a great anthology I must say. And war even came out as a theme for the O Levels! I had dreams prior to the exam that I was a German soldier fighting against the American troops IVAN I'M SORRY I WAS GERMAN BUT AT LEAST I WAS FIGHTING HAMBURGER ZOMBIES NOT YOU ;_; and when the battle was over, I was dragging my wounded captain back behind our lines when this American soldier lying on the ground suddenly sat up and it was Geraldine from Lit class and it was like,
Geraldine: Is it over?
Me: ... Were you pretending to be dead.
Geraldine: Yah.
And we were both so fed up we agreed to pretend we didn't see each other and went our own ways. I bet this actually happened quite a lot in wars, especially on patrols. During WW2, Russian and German patrol groups would pass each other but pretend not to see each other, especially when the groups were big. But if they were small groups, wah silent fight to the death with knives and all. Taking this into consideration, on hindsight I should've fought Geraldine to the death but Lit classmates just do not knife other Lit classmates. And my captain was fucking heavy.
Yeah okay, I lied about that poetic profound moment.