I love this manOriginally Posted by Zharakov
I love this manOriginally Posted by Zharakov
There, but for the grace of God, goes John Bradford
My aim, then, was to whip the rebels, to humble their pride, to follow them to their inmost recesses, and make them fear and dread us. Fear is the beginning of wisdom.
I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation.
Not in the South you dont!I love this man![]()
Why would they not love me in your south?
I am a soft and loveable Russian grizzley...![]()
BLOOD FOR BLOOD!
DEATH FOR DEATH!
Smelo tovarishchi v' nogu!
I like Bush...
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