"Arrr! Rebels with Rwanda's gold have snagged a mighty city in Eastern Congo—hoist the rum and toast the mischief!"
2025-01-27
Arrr, the M23 scallywags, backed by the Rwandan sea dogs, be claimin' Goma as their treasure! The good folk be runnin' for cover, shiverin' in their boots, like landlubbers at the sight of a kraken! A right merry hullabaloo, I tell ye!
Avast ye landlubbers! Gather 'round fer a tale of terror on the high seas of strife, where the dastardly M23 militia, funded by the scallywags o' Rwanda, be raisin’ a ruckus in the fair city of Goma. Aye, these brigands, with hearts as black as a ship's hull at midnight, claimed the city as if it were a treasure chest ripe for plunder!The good folk of Goma, bless their souls, had sought refuge in their own homes, only to be met with the wild howls of these knaves stormin' through like a tempest. Many a soul, shaken as a ship in a storm, fled their havens, lookin’ for shelter from the maraud’n horde. 'Twas a sight more frightful than a ghost ship in the night!
With swords drawn and shouts echoing like cannon fire, the M23 be causin' a ruckus that’d make even the fiercest buccaneer think twice. As the brave citizens of Goma quaked in their boots, one can’t help but chuckle at the absurdity of it all. Who knew that rebels would behave like a pack of hungry gulls fightin’ over a bit o’ fish? Swashbucklin’ shenanigans indeed, me hearties!