Hahahaha, Mr. Chapo, and yet another chess piece falls into place. You thought I had been defeated because I fell into silence? Do not be so hasty next time, Mr. Chapo, for as you know, I, GORKA, am an unparalleled master of the posting arts. As I have said before Mr. Chapo, we are now locked into the great game of our time, and, Mr. Chapo, it will not be so easily won.
I already have your website infiltrated. My Silver Legion awaits my command on your eastern front. And now, Mr. Chapo, the resurgent American right, and the Vitezi Rend, OF THE MAGYAR HUN, have united, as lost friends, and Mr. Chapo, we will not spare any of your most beloved Bolshevik cultural figures. Not Sponge Bob, not Darkwing Duck, and surely not that most insipid hegemonic aardvark, Arthur. All of your beloved animated figures will perish, unable to withstand the might of the dragon of Budapest.
Mr. Chapo, there is now little you can do, for by the time you catch up on the chess board in front of us, I will have already unfolded a game of backgammon, and Mr. Chapo, you will soon find that we have been gammoning this entire time! Your Saturday mornings will be forever changed! No more will leftist pajama boy cultural Marxism rule our televisions! Wile E Coyote will finally catch the Road Runner! Tom will finally catch Jerry! And, Mr. Chapo, Elmer Fudd, that bastion of conservative rugged individualism, will finally catch - and kill - Mr. Bugs Bunny. And what will you do then, when all of your cartoon heroes have perished? Who will you look to then? No one! THE DRAGON OF BUDAPEST RISES, MR. CHAPO, AS YOUR CARTOON HEROES ARE SLAIN! HAIL GORKA, HAIL TRUMP, HAIL THE VITEZI REND, HAIL VICTORY!
Hahahaha, Mr. Chapo, and yet another chess piece falls into place. You thought I had been defeated because I fell into silence? Do not be so hasty next time, Mr. Chapo, for as you know, I, GORKA, am an unparalleled master of the posting arts. As I have said before Mr. Chapo, we are now locked into the great game of our time, and, Mr. Chapo, it will not be so easily won.
I already have your website infiltrated. My Silver Legion awaits my command on your eastern front. And now, Mr. Chapo, the resurgent American right, and the Vitezi Rend, OF THE MAGYAR HUN, have united, as lost friends, and Mr. Chapo, we will not spare any of your most beloved Bolshevik cultural figures. Not Sponge Bob, not Darkwing Duck, and surely not that most insipid hegemonic aardvark, Arthur. All of your beloved animated figures will perish, unable to withstand the might of the dragon of Budapest.
Mr. Chapo, there is now little you can do, for by the time you catch up on the chess board in front of us, I will have already unfolded a game of backgammon, and Mr. Chapo, you will soon find that we have been gammoning this entire time! Your Saturday mornings will be forever changed! No more will leftist pajama boy cultural Marxism rule our televisions! Wile E Coyote will finally catch the Road Runner! Tom will finally catch Jerry! And, Mr. Chapo, Elmer Fudd, that bastion of conservative rugged individualism, will finally catch - and kill - Mr. Bugs Bunny. And what will you do then, when all of your cartoon heroes have perished? Who will you look to then? No one! THE DRAGON OF BUDAPEST RISES, MR. CHAPO, AS YOUR CARTOON HEROES ARE SLAIN! HAIL GORKA, HAIL TRUMP, HAIL THE VITEZI REND, HAIL VICTORY!