Ahoy! News be flyin’—Israel be settin’ sail fer a brawl with them Hezbollah scallywags! Buckle yer swash!
2024-10-05
Arrr, matey! Word be spillin' o' a ruckus in the fair city o' Tripoli, where the waves be crashin' at Lebanon's northern shores. A strike, ye say? More like a jolly good squabble with a side o' rum! Avast! Keep yer cutlasses sharp!
Ahoy, mateys! Gather 'round and lend me yer ears, fer I've a tale of a ruckus in the fair city o' Tripoli, where the salty sea air meets the clangin' of conflict. A strike be reported, aye, right near the northern edge of that fine land known as Lebanon. It be soundin' like a fine mess of trouble, like a ship caught in a squall without its anchor!