New Dworkia, the heart of the capitalist doctrine of Indyism, shall be taken by the invincible tank and balloon armies of the glorious People's Republic! The Empire Stae thingy shall bear the banner of the Revolution, the Hammer and Oatcakes.. Indy's apartment will become my holiday home.
back home, the people flock once agin to the call of the Revolution and to the Dear Leader (me) Ice cream vans tour the council estates calling on the young to follow the noble struggle for a vanilla 99 and a choc-ice (no raspberry unless you bring your own weapon or another child volunteer)
Mrs taw is delighted to once again have an unlimited source of funds, er strengthen her bond with the proletariat and the comrade mothers, who admire her deep bond with the Revered leader and seek to emulate her in all ways, including bearing more children for Comrade Taw.
I call on all allies to rally to the clarion of the Revolution! We have new enemies as well as old. New Dworkia has already declared against us, and the fell cravens of Mustantopia will be next. The Motherland does not fear these poltroons overmuch, but behind them lie the dark forces of the the lord of Factorovia. Fortunately he is far away and lost at the end of a modem, but we must be forthright and stand firm in defence of the Revolution against the warmongering capitalist alliance.
In fraternity i call on all friends of the socialist paradise that is Tawakalnia to come to assist in the great patriotic struggle against the invaders! Wipe them from our lands, when they come! our sacred soil will be their graves....
look at these brave lads, eager to get into the fight..
Edited by - Tawakalna on 3/5/2004 3:01:58 PM