Maybe Mel can break the spell.
Brian Flanagan
I am the last barman poet / I see America drinking the fabulous cocktails I make / Americans getting stinky on something I stir or shake / The sex on the beach / The schnapps made from peach / The velvet hammer / The alabama slammer. / I make things with juice and froth / The pink squirrel / The 3-toed sloth. / I make drinks so sweat and snazzy / The iced tea / The kamakazi / The orgasm / The death spasm / The Singapore sling / The dingaling. / America you've just been devoted to every flavor I got / But if you want to got loaded / Why don't you just order a shot? / Bar is open.
the rivers and oceans are bleeding red tides…the ecocide of the Cultists brings even my Spartan’s eyes to tears
I DON’T WANT A WAR WITH PERSIA CULTISTS
I will take a 144,000 peacekeepers with clean hands and pure hearts and turn their swords into plowshares