AoU is Ullr!

[Ungatt Trunn II]

Innit though? Thing is, I DO get a kick out of being small minded.

[AoU]

I don't, really. Although it can be funny to express views that aren't necessarily mine in the pursuit of irony.

[Ungatt Trunn II]

I hate everyone. Including myself. I am a misanthropist.

[AoU]

I'm just horribly anti-social, I don't necessarily hate everyone, I just want them to leave me alone.

[Ungatt Trunn II]

Kill them. With Napalm.

[AoU]

I lack the Napalm and the Diplomatic immunity necessary for those actions.

[Ungatt Trunn II]

Napalm is easy to make you chotch.

[AoU]

Real Napalm or a homemade substitute?

[Sabriel]

I am a misanthropist.

You're a miserythropist :D

[Ungatt Trunn II]

Napalm isn't any specific thing. It is anything based on gasoline that sticks to everything, including kids.

We shoot the sick, the young, the lame,
We do our best to maim,
Because the kills all count the same,
Napalm sticks to kids.

Chorus: Napalm sticks to kids,
Napalm sticks to kids.

Flying low across the trees,
Pilots doing what they please,
Dropping frags on refugees,
Napalm sticks to kids.

Goods in the open, making hay,
But I can hear the gunships say,
"There'll be no Chieu Hoi today,"
Napalm sticks to kids.

See those farmers over there,
Watch me get them with a pair,
Blood and guts just everywhere,
Napalm sticks to kids.

I've only seen it happen twice,
But both times it was mighty nice,
Shooting peasants planting rice,
Napalm sticks to kids.

Napalm, son, is lots of fun,
Dropped in a bomb or shot from a gun,
It gets the gooks when on the run,
Napalm sticks to kids.

Drop some napalm on a farm,
It won't do them any harm,
Just burn off their legs and arms,
Napalm sticks to kids.

CIA with guns for hire,
Montagnards around a fire,
Napalm makes the fire go higher,
Napalm sticks to kids.

I've been told it's not so neat,
To catch gooks burning in the street,
But burning flesh, it smells to sweet,
Napalm sticks to kids.

Children sucking on a mother's tit,
Wounded gooks down in a pit,
Dow Chemical doesn't give a poo,
Napalm sticks to kids.

Bombadiers don't care a bit,
Just as long as the pieces fit,
When you stuff the bodies in a pit,
Napalm sticks to kids.

Eighteen kids in a No Fire Zone,
Rooks under arms and going home,
Last in line goes home alone,
Napalm sticks to kids.

Chuck in a sampan, sitting in the stern,
They don't think their boats will burn,
Those darn gooks will never learn,
Napalm sticks to kids.

Cobras flying in the sun,
Killing gooks is lots of fun,
Get one pregnant and it's two for one,
Napalm sticks to kids.

Shoot civilians where they sit,
Take some pictures as you split,
All your life you'll remember it,
Napalm sticks to kids.

NVA are all hard core,
Flechettes never are a bore,
Throw those PSYOPS out the door,
Napalm sticks to kids.

Gather kids as you fly over town,
By throwing candy on the ground,
Then grease 'em when they gather 'round,
Napalm sticks to kids.

[AoU]

So how do I make it stick, and not get dead?

[Ungatt Trunn II]

Styrofoam + gasoline = napalm

[AoU]

Hmm, I think I have both. I hope the world is prepared.

[Ungatt Trunn II]

ROCK ON!

[AoU]

I'm going to end up burning myself badly, I just know it.