i support the local warlord post draft collapse discovering your politics, cutting a hole into back, into your kidney and sodomizing it. i support them taking you to a local shaman to cure your various infections and bust poisoning, you going in and out of conciousness on the verge of death but eventually weeks later you heal. you walk out on the patio of the shamans house and see the local warlord in the distance riding up on a horse, still pissed about you shilling foreign wars and fully erect. before you can say our greatest ally he's got his dick through the center of your other kidney and your blacking out again. i support you dying through a combination of rape and renal failure.
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