America, land of the greatness until you challenge freedom…
and then we go into your country. We ask you to stop being a fucking asshole. We ask you to not tell us that we are a stupid sausage fingered ipad vision civilization. We ask you to just listen, be our friend. When you say no…
As you look up you see a bird flying over. Silent. As it comes closer you see a white head. An eagle. Soaring, Majestic, Beautiful, A sign of power and freedom it has over the skies. You, a proud citizen of a shit country that is not America. Traveling to the Philippine isles, feeling proud you of your country deciding to not be on side with the filth that is the western countries and their allies.
You walk along side the ocean with your girl. Slapping her ass. Letting her know you want the good good later that night. The sun is past mid day about a hour before dusk. Your girl gasps. Thinking you are working that booty right you smack it again. She begins to cry, and you, worried you smacked her ass to hard begin to apologize. Suddenly, you hear the loud crack of a jet flying over. You turn around.
There it is. The Army of Freedom, the destroyers of assholes, the consumers of bacon. Known as the United States of America. The Greatest FREEDOM there is. You see the rockets RED fucking glare in the sky blinding you, as they launch their naval artillery at your shit countries asshole. The bombs are BURSTING in air, like you wanted to do your girls face.
You begin to run. Hide. You left your girl behind because your a baby back bitch, and as you run through the night, you look out in the distance and you see the American flag. Waving on the beach. Giving proof that through the night. The American flag was now marking Freedom.
As you wake up, you are surrounded. Being picked up. Ensured that you are safe. You are sound. They ask you to not be violent and to cooperate. As you get up, realizing they do not want to hurt you. You look out to the beach. Where you, a flabby pussy ass boyfriend who left his girl, realize how much of a bitch you are for doubting Freedom, as you see that STAR SPANGLED BANNER yet waving.
The men from the states making sure that you are safe. They tell you that soon, your shit hole of a country, the mickey mouse, clownin’ ass, whacky, ugly fuck, of a marsh mellowed muffin topped leader you have is going to see that this is the land of the FREE, and and it will be controlled by the home of the BRAVE.