rehearsals for the terror & war show begin. not that they need practice. we hope it rains cats & dogs, not fireballs.

elsewhere they get treated to this every day. we only get it once a year, and without the bombs. it's so lucky we live in america.

 over there, where we'll never go, mountains of bodies. here, we have a really good show.

we love our war machines, it's money well spent, good sport, great business. business is booming, haha. some secret perverts want to see fireballs over the lake.

i still can't see em too good, i see the velocity trails behind em, hear the screaming across the sky, but i can't see the little deathbirds. 

well, in america we say, as long as it's not us dying, it's a good cause, it's a good democratic show.

ah, so it is and so it goes, as goes america, so goes the world. let us hold hands 
across the water, and swim for peace, while they fuck the sky.

the terror & war show is family friendly, but like in the movies, family friendly still means the kiss of death.