Those aged between 10-16, trade in your toy soldiers for real guns at Barrack No 33 along mocambo rd. Come alone. Parents not invited.
Be well fed, watered, trained and tempered in steel resolve to waste the enemy.
Uniforms supplied, washed once a year. Make your playmates olive green with envy. Sleep in air conditioned dormitories roofless, and watch the stars glide in and out of a universe you do not know.
Learn to ****, ******, loot and march in pincer formations up and down mountains and rest near bubbling brooks and silver coloured leaves in the jungles of dissent. Eat from tin can plates and smoke delicious kat leaves to rev up your libido.
What are you doing playing with plastic toys? we can give you real ones, real bombs, guns serrated daggers,poison pellets, misty eyed maidens, order your disorder. (and bald heads for target practice)
Come my children, learn the art of war for the good of your country.
Sign up today the commander will even shake your hand. Become a real soldier. Come in today. Come.