An airstrike has been authorized.

Stay Tuned. Stay alert. STAY HUNGRY. *STAY SLAM* Nothing happens without a proper Quorum.
Them’s the rules. I don't like it... any more than you (Blank) do. By the way; I'm busy today. Play amongst yourselves.
Be civil. There's a sign up sheet by the door. Don't let the dog scare you. He's big, but he's tame.
Well... to Me. And some of ewe need to stop hanging out by the mailbox, The Dragon Lord starts thinking you're a snack, and then we've all got
problems. The sign-up sheet is hung on a magnet on the fridge, where all legal documents belong, next to another magnet holding up a leaf that reads,
“Hot! 2:16”. Fridge? Bah.
I meant
The Cooler. That's where I put all the Canadians with uppity attitudes that dare to read The High Speech.
Also: In the last 12 hours, my
Instagram has been compromised. (Wow, that didn't take long, now did it?) Of course, I blame Azzerae’s Heroes.
I will consider switching to Skype. In the meantime, I would never give somebody a rush to shillelagh, but I'm thinking of hurrying a rusty trombone. With extra rust.
Stat.