They scurried from the rebel scallywags, only to find the ruffians marchin' on their hidey-hole! Arrr!
2025-01-27
Avast, matey! Those scallywags runnin' from the M23 ruffians near Goma be like fish outta water, stranded with nary a port to dock their weary bones! No treasure maps to safety, just a jolly ol' game of hide and seek with danger! Arrr!
Ahoy there, me hearties! Gather 'round as I spin ye a yarn from the wild shores of the eastern Democratic Republic o' Congo, where the brave souls be runnin' from the nefarious M23 rebels. Aye, these poor souls be findin' themselves in a right pickle, like a sailor caught in a storm without naught but a leaky barrel fer company!