/you don't, you don't! meddle with civil wars! syria is syria's problem! you don't! you don't! meddle with civil wars! concerning england... i would have thought charles I would have taught the adequate lesson? no? you don't meddle with another nation's civil, war!!! you a syrian baker, plumber, or butcher?! no! thank you! you're just an globalist commentator! *******!/
ukraine was to join the european bloc of nations, once upon a time before the 2nd crimea war... me? i'm exhausted with all this verbiage of a defence for a freedom to talk, word's worth a tonne, ****** of Ibiza: i look... and see nothing more than baggage receipts... of said freedom... so much weighs on us, to allow these f.j.w. freedom, justice... a glaring stare in a hood, with gnashing teeth... what's to fear other than a punch to the face?! fear that? send me your way, i'll pay the due... sclera white agitated... 18 years minus otherwise spent at the Camden Market... the freedom to speak... my... how about the filter for the freedom of thought, and the subsequent seive? reading combats the easy pleasure of watching videos... the "illiterate" wriggle through... and what remains? the seived lot... as pompous as i might be, i won't be... but the statement remains ringing, true... there's a fine line between the literate, and the easily impressionable... via the video medium... even i know, that you don't **** around with a syrian butcher, when the problem kisses a syrian baker... you ******* numb-wit's worth of tory or librarian socialist! i expect charlie on the banknote within the next 10 years! your little ******* meddled with gaddafi... now... syria... is, mine... or as the prophet said: juggling damascus: well... what, a mighty, return! because that's not what was written, subsequently kept? the sadist in me almost admires the written word being turned up-side-down as the Quran states... so... the Syrian civil war. now you can wave: bye bye; and now, i get to sharpen my teeth.