iamtheantipudge's Journal: Jury of your pudge

Hey, pudgie. Strike up the band. Let's have a weeny roast. I guess you're not the only one who swallows his jizz. The civilians handed your boy a win. So what are keeping the military tribunals for? Now all we have to do is put the biggest terrorist of them all in front of a jury. Let's see if they really know the meaning.