fool me ... we... we cain't git fooled again

SURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGE!

So here's something funny, if by funny I mean horribly depressing, and by that logic a big f'ing surprise: the same dumb shits we know got us into this shit through their imperialistic madness and ruined the work of our soldiers thanks to their mindblowing incompetence have, like a junky, concocted a madcap one more fix scenario that's sure to end up about the same as Renton's trip to the hospital at the bottom of that carpet pit in Trainspotting because, sadly (and by sadly I actually mean sadly) the plan is already fucked up. Yes, the same incompetents who can't run a country, couldn't run a "war on terra" and can't seem to stop themselves, have devised a war plan that has, wait for it... two command structures in the same operation. To put this in terms all of us (myself included) can better apprehend and get our minds around, that's like me ordering an entree from one waiter and a pizza from the hostess. Then when the two arrive together, I stick the guy at the next table for the bill.
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