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NAVIGATION
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The new Stop that teacher production
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SUPREME HEADQUARTERS OF THE OUTSIDER EXPERDITIONARY FORCE
Soldiers, Sailors, and Airmen of the Outsider Expeditionary Force!
You are about to embark on the Great Crusade, toward which we have striven these past few weeks. The eyes of the school are upon you. The hopes and prayers of liberty-loving school kids everywhere march with you. In company with our brave Allies and brothers-in-arms from other schools, you will bring about the destruction of the Chava war machine, the elimination of Raggie tyranny over the oppressed peoples of Europe, and security for ourselves in a free world.
Your task will not be an easy one. Your enemy is well trained, well equipped and battle-hardened. He will fight savagely.
But this is the year 2005! Much has happened since the Chava triumphs of 2000-1. The school governors have inflicted upon the Chavas great defeats, in open battle, man-to-man. Our air offensive (paper airoplanes laced with anthorax) has seriously reduced their strength in the air and their capacity to wage war on the ground. Our homes have given us an overwhelming superiority in weapons and munitions of war (thanks to Toms dad being a copper) and placed at our disposal great reserves of fighting men. The tide has turned! The free kids of the world are marching together in Victory!
I have full confidence in your courage, devotion to duty and skill in combat. We will accept nothing less than full Victory!
David. Stainsphorpe |
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That is the letter that you read as you toss and turn on the tarmac as your Mums car drives you to hell!
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Guns fire overhead spitting skittles over the battlefield, dive bombing seagulls poo through the next car along's sun roof causing their car to blow up, your big brother shouts "30 seconds just stick together and we will get through this" before getting a bullet through his head. The car your in then opens its doors and spills you out into the school grounds. Custard shell fire sends freinds flying up. And a paper plane takes someones eye out.
The Chava's aim with bad accuracy but they still fire there glue guns with percission causing hot pain to those in its path and shell holes provide a very bad set of cover. "Get over here" shouts the captain you grab a sniper load it with a sharp pencil aim and pray.......
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