Arrr, Israel be sayin’ “Mea Culpa!” after three Lebanese lads met Davy Jones 'cause of a cannon misfire!
2024-10-21
Arrr, matey! The fine lads o' Lebanon be no part o' this ruckus 'twixt Israel and that scallywag Hezbollah, yet the clash be settlin' on their shores like a wayward ship! Avast, what a pickle!
Ahoy, me hearties! Gather 'round, fer I be tellin’ ye a tale of Lebanon, a land caught ‘twixt two mighty foes, Israel and Hezbollah! Now, the gallant army o’ Lebanon be not part of this scallywag skirmish, nay! They be standin’ on the sidelines, watchin’ the ruckus unfold like a fine show at the harbor.But lo! The battles be takin’ place in their very own backyard. Aye, it be a sight to behold, cannons a’boomin’, swords clashin’, while the Lebanese lads be scratchin’ their heads, thinkin’, “What be all this hullabaloo in our fine territory?” It be like a tavern brawl spillin’ over onto the streets, with the locals wantin’ to keep the peace while the ruffians be throwin’ punches.
Poor Lebanon, caught in the crossfire, like a ship caught in a tempest! They be hopin’ fer calm seas and fair winds, while the Israelite and Hezbollah fellas be lettin’ loose with their cannonades. So, raise yer tankards, me mateys, for Lebanon’s army be the true keepers o’ the peace, even when the world be turnin’ into a right ruckus! Here’s to their resolve, as they navigate the stormy seas of conflict with a wink and a nod! Arrr!