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Dispatch → Account → Diplomacy
William Sala vs. Gerald Hecdé
[box][floatright][img]https://i.imgur.com/B1l3bpJ.png[/img][/floatright] [b][William Sala][/b] One of us is sinking and the other will go to Heaven And I'll be rising up further than I did in 1827 Down with the Skratmaláts and up Noons A skull and crossbones on your ship, we better man the harpoons Floods and hurricanes and tornadoes are there to stay I feel a storm coming, the sky is turning gray There's a reason you're a monarchy now 'Cause our form of democracy has grown up a cow You'll be so cold at the end of my line that pneumonia's gonna come back like in 1829 Just ask my friend Jonas if you think I'm only bluffing You're a chicken, that's why I'll fill you up with stuffing [/box] [box][floatright][img]https://i.pinimg.com/236x/e1/7c/8d/e17c8dc97993fbf8d2bf47f7924c14db--david-anderson-vintage-art-prints.jpg[/img][/floatright] [b][Gerald Hecdé][/b] Now listen, just because you're anti-military Doesn't mean you have the right to yap like your president [url=https://www.nationstates.net/nation=nooooooooooooooo/detail=factbook/id=1089685#Maxman]Barry[/url] In fact, you don't have any rights at all You treasonous, greedy, biased little troll You're five-foot-three, I'm as tall as Kusti Skratmalatian ships come in, you tell 'em to leave Or, more like, get outta here, before I make you bleed Glad that Marc Straus finally had a good deed Skratmaláts are Superior, like the Great Lake Noons are just a bunch of drunkards like Alastair the Fake Bombs away, my brothers, for the motherland! And believe me when I say, 'you will never be William Sala the Grand' [/box] [box][floatright][img]https://i.imgur.com/B1l3bpJ.png[/img][/floatright] [b][William Sala][/b] Hey Jerry, good luck finding a replacement You're so confusing, I couldn't even tell what your face meant And yes, you're right that I'm short, you're six-foot-two But in the Federation of Nooooooooooooooo, I'm so much more famous than you In fact, people wouldn't take a day off from work If it wasn't for how I saved this country from you little twerps I mean really, you expect me to believe That you'll ban zoos, but legalize slavery? If militarism was an actor, you'd be the Paparazzi You evil, fascist, racist little Nazi Little Hitler, I call you I wish you'd be smothered Maybe you should grow a short mustache So you'd look more like your brother [/box] [box][floatright][img]https://i.pinimg.com/236x/e1/7c/8d/e17c8dc97993fbf8d2bf47f7924c14db--david-anderson-vintage-art-prints.jpg[/img][/floatright] [b][Gerald Hecdé][/b] Oh, now you're calling me a Nazi after what you did? You opened up a can of worms, and then you never closed the lid You resigned, you left that circus to your right-hand man You think if you can't handle it, he can? John Carmen was right, you are a write-in You can't win this— why are we even fightin'? Oh and by the way, I didn't legalize slavery We had to build the economy: that was the most savory Of course, you obviously don't care You're too busy fighting with the Skrats, they're pulling out your hair Marc Straus had to let you go, after the death of Jo Now I'm saying, "Away you go!" [/box]