Arrr, Lebanon be rocked by not one, but two blasts! Twenty souls sent to Davy Jones, matey! What a ruckus!
2024-09-18
Arrr, me hearties! A score o' souls sent to Davy Jones’ locker and over 450 more sportin’ boo-boos, say the landlubbers! Just a day after them pesky pagers went bang, claimin’ 12 fine lads, all fingers pointin’ at the Israel scallywags! Blimey, what a ruckus!
Ahoy, me hearties! Gather 'round and lend an ear to this tale of woe from the shores of Lebanon! Just yestermorn, a most foul tempest brewed, not of winds and waves, but of exploding contraptions known as pagers. Aye, ye heard me right—pagers! These wee gadgets went off like cannon fire, causin' chaos and despair across the land.Now, as the smoke cleared and the dust settled, the grim tally revealed that at least 20 souls had been sent to Davy Jones' locker, while over 450 more were left wounded like scallywags after a rum-fueled brawl in the tavern. T'was a sight to make even the fiercest pirate shed a tear, for these poor folk were caught in the crossfire of a rumoured squabble with the landlubbers from Israel, who be said to have a hand in this dastardly deed.
So, raise a tankard to the brave souls fallen and a hearty laugh at the absurdity of fancy gadgets bringin' about such calamity! In these treacherous waters of politics and mischief, one can only wonder, what’s next? Perhaps a parley with a parrot or a duel with a bottle o’ rum? Arrr, the seas be fickle, indeed!