I'm just thinking about some goofy Taliban up in the mountains somewhere. He wakes up and orders his slave woman to fix him some coffee, then proceeds to beat her for taking too long or it wasn't hot enough. So she goes outside and looks to the heavens, praying to Allah for some end to her suffering, and she sees this in the sky. (see pic)
The other pic is just another windy day in paradise.
So she walks back into the hut or tent and tells Mr. Taliban that his coffee will soon be warm enough, and then she proceeds to run like hell for a cave.
Because the marines just made her morning very good, and the guy is about to have his day start not so good. lol
These are missiles that are about to hit some target somewhere, and make someones' day very bad.
When the marines launch the missiles, they are so loud you think a freight train is coming through the tent.
When I see these missile launches, I like to think to myself that some poor oppressed woman hiding in the mountains is watching from her point above, and smiling as hell rains down on her oppressors.
On another subject, I am coming home on Friday May 1st, so anyone who wishes to meet up for a drink with me and some friends, meet us at Dicks last resort in Chicago at 5 pm.
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