Fleedle: go read at an old folks home you fuckin weirdos

snippy: there is a war on for our children. its so fucked up.

snippy: unclepedo did you see this one?

snippy: we are at another point in history where i would like to thank myself, dear, dear, brilliant and humble Saint Snippy. Thank you Saint Snippy for leading by example and standing up and doing a fair measure of flicking shit to the evil bastards. This song is dedicated to your humble glory and perseverance of mission. no quarter.......They're wearing steel that's bright and true They carry news that must get through, oh They choose the path where no-one goes, They hold no quarter They hold no quarter, oh Walking side-by-side with death...... The devil mocks their every step, ooh The snow drives back the foot that's slow The dogs of doom are howling more... They carry news that must get through To build a dream for me and you, oh, oh, oh They choose the path where no one goes, They hold no quarter... They ask no quarter...