bioweapon defense mode
Monocle and white cat time.
There are a dozen different ways of delivering destruction in impersonal wholesale, via ships or missiles of one sort or another, catastrophes so widespread, so unselective that the war is over because that nation or planet has ceased to exist. What we do is entirely different. We make war as personal as a punch in the nose. We can be selective, applying precisely the required amount of pressure at the specified point at a designated time. We've never been told to go down and kill or capture all left-handed redheads in a particular area, but if they tell us to, we can. We will. We are the boys who will go to a particular place, at H-hour, occupy a designated terrain, stand on it, dig the enemy out of their holes, force them then and there to surrender or die.
Why even bother posting on this story if you aren't acquainted with the concept of the 30-second talking bomb?
Happy, Happy Birthday
From the Chili's crew
We wish it was our birthday
So we can party too, hey!
I've noticed servers singing actual "Happy Birthday to You" sporadically over the last few months.
Happy happy birthday
we hope we won't get sued
just for wishing happy birthday
to a generous tipper like you!©
The Wright Bothers weren't the first to fly. They were just the first not to crash.