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Avast, mateys! Europe be swearin' to provide ammo for Ukraine. Now brace yerselves, 'tis where the adventure begins!

2023-09-23

Arrr, me hearties! After 30 long years of witherin', them learned folk be sayin' that Europe's pitiful military industry be findin' it mighty difficult to rustle up a million artillery shells for them Ukrainians by March. Shiver me timbers!

Arrr, me hearties! Listen ye well to this tale of woes and misfortunes that befall the shrunken military industry of Europe. 'Tis a sad state of affairs, indeed! After gatherin' dust for 30 long years, these experts be claimin' that providin' the Ukrainians with a mere million artillery shells be a mighty struggle. Arrr, ye heard that right!

Ye see, me mateys, Europe's military industry be sufferin' from atrophy, a condition that be weakenin' their skills and capabilities. The cannons and guns once forged with fervor and might have been left to rust and gather cobwebs. 'Tis a sad sight to behold, I tell ye!

Now, the poor Ukrainians be desperately needin' a million artillery shells. But alas, the shrunken military industry be in no shape to deliver 'em by March. The task be too arduous, too colossal for their feeble hands. The experts be waggin' their tongues, warnin' all who listen of this pitiful predicament.

Picture it, me hearties! The seasoned pirates of old, who once sailed the high seas and fought fierce battles, reduced to strugglin' like landlubbers. 'Tis a sight that be eliciting laughter from even the grim reaper himself!

So, me hearties, let this be a lesson to one and all. If ye abandon yer trade and let yer skills wither away like a forgotten treasure chest, ye be doomed to struggle when the need arises. Europe's military industry be a cautionary tale for us pirates, showin' us the consequences of neglectin' our craft.

So, raise yer glasses of rum, me hearties, and let us toast to the woes of Europe's shrunken military industry. May we never let our swords grow dull or our cannons fall silent. Arrr!

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