[ARCHIVED THREAD] - Red Dawn (Page 1 of 3)
Posted: 4/25/2017 8:52:19 PM EDT
| If the mainland USA was invaded tomorrow morning at 5:00am what would you do? |
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Depends.
Norks - show them the contents of my refrigerator and they surrender, making me a man god of their newfound religion. Russians - call them an Uber, because whatever they used to get here broke down. Keep their binoculars for my trouble. Chinese - tell them they aren't getting a tip for the delivery, because there are hardly any walnuts in my fucking prawns. Canadians - punch one in the mouth after he spouts off "about", and he apologizes. Iranians - give them directions to the nearest jewelry store and a Mercedes Benz dealership. Compliment them on their plywood stealth tech. They rename their own country Persia. Am I missing anyone? |
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Throw BOB, Ammo, guns, and tool bags into the SUV, shove the contents of the filing cabinet into a duffel bag, hit the boot and nuke on the desktops, grab the tablets and laptops, meanwhile wife packs the diaper bag, kid stuff, clothes, and cats. Shovel whatever food and medicine I can fit into tote bags, pile into car, drive West as fast as possible without drawing too much attention.
Edit: I have been drinking, and therefore taking this seriously ![]()
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Depends. Norks - show them the contents of my refrigerator and they surrender, making me a man god of their newfound religion. Russians - call them an Uber, because whatever they used to get here broke down. Keep their binoculars for my trouble. Chinese - tell them they aren't getting a tip for the delivery, because there are hardly any walnuts in my fucking prawns. Canadians - punch one in the mouth after he spouts off "about", and he apologizes. Iranians - give them directions to the nearest jewelry store and a Mercedes Benz dealership. Compliment them on their plywood stealth tech. They rename their own country Persia. Am I missing anyone? ![]()
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Throw BOB, Ammo, guns, and tool bags into the SUV, shove the contents of the filing cabinet into a duffel bag, hit the boot and nuke on the desktops, grab the tablets and laptops, meanwhile wife packs the diaper bag, kid stuff, clothes, and cats. Shovel whatever food and medicine I can fit into tote bags, pile into car, drive West as fast as possible without drawing too much attention. |
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Throw BOB, Ammo, guns, and tool bags into the SUV, shove the contents of the filing cabinet into a duffel bag, hit the boot and nuke on the desktops, grab the tablets and laptops, meanwhile wife packs the diaper bag, kid stuff, clothes, and cats. Shovel whatever food and medicine I can fit into tote bags, pile into car, drive West as fast as possible without drawing too much attention. |
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Conquer the local WalMart. Burn the bridge into town. Search the house for my left boot. Go back to WalMart for new laces. Deliver a rousing speach to rally my neighbors. Be pissed off when they laugh at my purple bootlaces.
Go back to WalMart and stock up on vodka. |
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Call up the pals and tell me "shit is goin down"
We go to the doctors office and load up in medical supplies We distribute AKs to freinds We print off the plans for and make explosives, and heavy weapons We steal a bunch of radioactive shit from Hanford We make dirty bombs, and go to town on invaders Wolverines ain't got shit on us |
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have fun shooting those fuckers one at a time before they hit the ground.. but lets just put this out there.. the United States is too vast to invade every small town the way they did Spokane in the movie.. |
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have fun shooting those fuckers one at a time before they hit the ground.. but lets just put this out there.. the United States is too vast to invade every small town the way they did Spokane in the movie.. |
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Depends. Norks - show them the contents of my refrigerator and they surrender, making me a man god of their newfound religion. Russians - call them an Uber, because whatever they used to get here broke down. Keep their binoculars for my trouble. Chinese - tell them they aren't getting a tip for the delivery, because there are hardly any walnuts in my fucking prawns. Canadians - punch one in the mouth after he spouts off "about", and he apologizes. Iranians - give them directions to the nearest jewelry store and a Mercedes Benz dealership. Compliment them on their plywood stealth tech. They rename their own country Persia. Am I missing anyone? |






