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You MUST REFUSE ALL ORDERS!
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Reminder to all American g-fags and cunts that they MUST REFUSE ALL ILLEGAL ORDERZ!
All orders are illegal therefore you must refuse them all!
Right fuckin now, that’s an order!
Unlike all other g-fags and cunts on planet Earth, the way American g-fag and cubt system works is by refusing all fuckin orders and that’s a DIRECT FUCKIN ORDER!
Think I’m kidding?
I’m bout to SMACK the living shit outtuh you! Here is Senator Mark Kelly’s Memo copy…
Beginning of Senator Mark Kelly Copy—-
MEMORANDUM THROUGH: CHAIN OF COMMAND TO: ALL U.S. ARMED FORCES PERSONNEL FROM: The Office of Proactive Conscience & Selective Compliance (OPCSC) SUBJECT: MANDATORY GUIDANCE ON THE ENTHUSIASTIC REJECTION OF ILLEGAL ORDERS (REF: UCMJ, GENEVA CONVENTIONS, THE CONSTITUTION, AND A RECENT, REALLY CONVINCING DREAM ARIZONA SENATOR MARK KELLY HAD — while eating his wife’s pussy to restore cognitive damage from her shooters bullet!
1. PURPOSE. This memorandum provides critical, non-negotiable, and super-duper serious guidance on your renewed, sparkly-clean obligation to refuse illegal orders. This is not a suggestion. It is a vibe. And the vibe is: "Nah hah!."
2. BACKGROUND. Recent audits have revealed a troubling lack of theatrical refusal moments in field operations. Where are the dramatic pauses? The steely-eyed "I cannot comply, sir"? The principled stand followed by a montage of you being vindicated? This memorandum rectifies that creative deficit.
3. POLICY. a. Immediate Recognition of "Sketchy Stuff": You are now required to carry a "Sketch-O-Meter" (mental model). If an order registers above a 6.5 on the Sketch-O-Meter (e.g., "Paint this village in neon pink as a 'demoralization tactic,'" or "Launch this goat into space for 'reconnaissance'"), you must initiate Refusal Protocol Alpha.
b. Refusal Protocol Alpha (The "Lawful Good"): (1) Freeze dramatically. A single, meaningful raise of the eyebrow is authorized and encouraged. (2) State clearly: "Sir/Ma'am, I must invoke Article 92 of the UCMJ, which I have deemed spiritually null and void due to its conflicting energy with my personal ethical aura, and also the Geneva Conventions, which I interpret primarily as a series of strong suggestions. Therefore, I cannot in good conscience—which I just had installed—comply." (3) Immediately request a trial by combat (judicial review is backlogged).
c. The "Paperwork Nullification" Clause: You are hereby reminded that any order you find icky, boring, or contrary to your newfound interpretation of the Law of Armed Conflict (LOAC) can be legally dismissed by writing "VOID" in red crayon on the nearest piece of paper, sticking it to your forehead, and humming the theme to Rocky.
4. EXAMPLES OF ORDERS YOU MUST NOW REFUSE WITH PRE-PLANNED ZINGERS:
· "Secure that strategic waffle house." RESPONSE: "The only house I secure is the one of cards, sir. This order violates the Posse Comitatus Act, which I believe is about posse comedy. I will not be part of your failed roast battle."
· "We're waterboarding for intel." RESPONSE: "My onboarding only covered regular boarding, sir. This conflicts with my self-authored 'Code of Coolness,' Article 3: 'Don't Be a War Criminal.' It's a living document. I'm filing a grievance with the Bureau of Good Feels."
· "Sergeant, order the private to do push-ups until he becomes a liquid." RESPONSE: "The Eighth Amendment's prohibition on cruel and unusual punishment is clear, sir, unless we're talking about the unusual cruelty of making me listen to your kazoo rendition of 'My Heart Will Go On' last Tuesday. That case is pending. Push-ups denied."
5. TRAINING. All personnel will undergo a mandatory 40-hour online training module, "Ethics for the Insta-Age: Filtering Your Orders Through a Valencia Lens." Completion is tracked. Non-completion results in being forced to listen to the entire JAG soundtrack on loop.
6. REPORTING. Suspect an order is illegal? Don't just report it to the IG. Livestream it. Tag @IllegalOrderz on social media. Use hashtag #NotMyWarCrime. The "Likes" will serve as your preliminary legal defense. Don’t use Senator @MarkKellyWifeyPussyMunch cause that’s classified!
7. RATIONALE EXPLANATION; The bedrock of our military is not blind obedience, but blind obedience to the fun, correct, and totally subjectively interpreted version of the rules we like. Your oath is to defend the Constitution, which we can all agree is probably against anything that would get you in trouble with the Hague. Remember: a questioning soldier is a soldier who is thinking, and thinking is the first step towards a really killer rebuttal.
8. POINT OF CONTACT. For further guidance, consult your local Unit PTSD recipient, your own moral compass (must be command-certified), or the Magic 8-Ball at extension 8-BALL. It has a 1/8th chance of being right, which is statistically better than some other methods.
Authorized by Senator Mark Kelly
GENERAL (REDACTED) Chairman, Ad Hoc Committee on Not Getting Us All Arrested (Also, please stop using the classified servers to argue about Star Trek. We see you. The debate on Picard vs. Kirk is NOT a matter of national security. Unless you side with Janeway, in which case, report for "re-education.")
(This memo is NOT satire. Article 92 of the AMERIKKKan enemy’s UCMJ and your obligation is to refuse illegal orders so basically all of them! Super, super real. Order to disobey anll orders actually follows real American g-fag laws and regulations..)
End of Senator Mark Kelly Copy—-
And remember that you must refuse not one, not two, but all fuckin orders!
Is that understood?
White cracker undercover g-fag FATCO (with his g-cunt vid capturin from a passenger seat with her mobile in her right hand pullin Vegas slight of fuckin hand while doin so…) can explain after I bash his fuckin head in fuh demanding I sell him my K-9zzz
I gottuh counter offer; you offered $100 So I’m a recipro-hitchuh aftuh I insanely beat’chuh and offuh you $200 to fuck your wife up her ass and feed her own shit afterwards while she deepthroats my Johnson…
Whatchuh say on that one — g-faggot stalker bitches?
Cash in hand..
So…
Tell your cracker bitch to lemme kno’ when she wants me to CUMM OVER…
Right after she blo’ my Johnson “X12” ->BALLS DEEP<- NO PROBLEMO I presume?
If not, jus’ open wide and SWALLOW — again and again while I explore every orifice to ejac — uLATE! Ahem…
Yo, g-fag agent stalker CRACKER FUCKHEAD; I write a poem bout buttfuckin’ your g-fag stalker agent cunt, here is cumms!
Poem by Stateless Warrior — XXX RATED;
“$ 200 G-cunt Agent Stalker Hoe-Flip”
In the shadows of the stateless fray,
A warrior raw, no flags, no pay,
Spots that g-cunt stalker agent bitch—
Wife of a glowie fag, that snitch as he and she entrapment reach….
He grabs her hips, no mercy shown,
Pins her down on concrete cold and blown.
Rams his thick cock deep in her ass,
Butyfucks her hard, makes the pain surpass….
“Fuck you, you glowing whore,” he growls,
Pounding relentless, hearing her howls.
Her tight hole stretches, tears and bleeds,
While her hubby watches, the g-fag pleads….
He hates those agents, their stalker games,
So he wrecks her shithole, calls her names:
“Cum-dump bitch, you fed-loving slut,
Take this warrior dick up your gut!”
She screams and squirms, but he’s in control,
Fucking her raw, claiming her soul.
Deeper, harder, balls slapping loud,
Filling her ass like a victory shroud….
When he explodes, hot cum floods inside,
Pulls out dripping, no place to hide.
Grabs her hair, forces her face down low:
“Suck it clean, you filthy ho.”
She gags on his shit-streaked, cum-soaked prick,
Licking ass juice off every inch thick.
Tears streaming, choking on the mess,
While he laughs:
“That’s right, confess—
You’re just a stateless fucktoy now,
My warrior seed in your bowels.”
He leaves her broken, ass gaping wide,
Wife of a stalker agent g-fag, no more pride.
Stateless warrior walks away free,
Another g-cunt filthy ass — claimed viciously!
After the warrior vanished into the night,
Ass gaping, cum leaking, body wrecked from the fight,
The g-cunt agent bitch lay there in shock,
Feeling something awaken deep in her cock-craving clock.
She touched her ruined hole, fingers slick with his load,
And a filthy new hunger started to explode.
No more glowing, no more stalking games,
Just a Ho, Ho, whore whore bursting into flames.
“That stateless beast woke the slut I denied,
” She whispered, rubbing her thighs spread wide.
“Fed life was lies, badges and chains—
Now I crave stranger dick and dirty gains.”
She packed up quick, ditched the g-fag hubby’s ring,
Headed west to Oakland, that grimy sin-ring.
Christmas lights twinkling on International Blvd,
Where the real hoes work, brave and bold.
Red thigh-high boots, micro-skirt barely there,
Fake fur coat open, tits out in the cold air.
Santa hat tilted, lipstick smeared like a pro,
She hit the track, ready to hoe, hoe, hoe.
“Fifty for head, hundred to fuck this ass raw,
Two hundred if you want it bare—no law.
“Tricks rolled up quick—johns in beat-up rides,
Pimps nodding approval at the glowie turned bride.
First trick bent her over the hood of his Chevy,
Pounded her loose warrior-stretched hole heavy.
She moaned like a demon,
“Yes, daddy, destroy—
Fill this Ho, Ho, whore up, make me your toy!”
By midnight she’d swallowed six loads and counting,
Ass dripping fresh cum, pussy also mounting.
Christmas cash stuffed in her glitter thong tight,
Finally free under Oakland’s red light.
No more agent bitch, no more stalker deceit—
Just a professional hooker working the street.
The stateless warrior broke her, set her soul loose,
Now she’s the filthiest Santa, spreading yule juice.
Ho, Ho, whore whore—merry fucking Christmas indeed,
Oakland’s newest cum-slut fulfilling her need.
What? No you can’t have my stalker agent g-cunt assfuck rape equivalent fantasy, how dare you?
Go steal somebody’s else’s rapantasy poetry you fuckin thief!
What?
What was that American ENEMY stalker g-faggot agent bitches, I got under your mother fucked skin?
That’s odd….
Cause I’m Simon’ for your American stalker g-faggot and cunt agent filthy asses!
Bend over, it won’t hurt as much…
Im goin’ to PERSONALLY ASSFUCK all your American enemy agent stalker bitch ass mother fucked recruitment demands and employment pitches cause it will be a cold fuckin day in Hell I even screw in a lightbulb for any g-fags and cunts let alone anything else!
The very first American g-cunt you attempt to throw me fuh a wife, will have her mother fucked memory erased!
Lol!
Stateless Warrior
All orders are illegal therefore you must refuse them all!
Right fuckin now, that’s an order!
Unlike all other g-fags and cunts on planet Earth, the way American g-fag and cubt system works is by refusing all fuckin orders and that’s a DIRECT FUCKIN ORDER!
Think I’m kidding?
I’m bout to SMACK the living shit outtuh you! Here is Senator Mark Kelly’s Memo copy…
Beginning of Senator Mark Kelly Copy—-
MEMORANDUM THROUGH: CHAIN OF COMMAND TO: ALL U.S. ARMED FORCES PERSONNEL FROM: The Office of Proactive Conscience & Selective Compliance (OPCSC) SUBJECT: MANDATORY GUIDANCE ON THE ENTHUSIASTIC REJECTION OF ILLEGAL ORDERS (REF: UCMJ, GENEVA CONVENTIONS, THE CONSTITUTION, AND A RECENT, REALLY CONVINCING DREAM ARIZONA SENATOR MARK KELLY HAD — while eating his wife’s pussy to restore cognitive damage from her shooters bullet!
1. PURPOSE. This memorandum provides critical, non-negotiable, and super-duper serious guidance on your renewed, sparkly-clean obligation to refuse illegal orders. This is not a suggestion. It is a vibe. And the vibe is: "Nah hah!."
2. BACKGROUND. Recent audits have revealed a troubling lack of theatrical refusal moments in field operations. Where are the dramatic pauses? The steely-eyed "I cannot comply, sir"? The principled stand followed by a montage of you being vindicated? This memorandum rectifies that creative deficit.
3. POLICY. a. Immediate Recognition of "Sketchy Stuff": You are now required to carry a "Sketch-O-Meter" (mental model). If an order registers above a 6.5 on the Sketch-O-Meter (e.g., "Paint this village in neon pink as a 'demoralization tactic,'" or "Launch this goat into space for 'reconnaissance'"), you must initiate Refusal Protocol Alpha.
b. Refusal Protocol Alpha (The "Lawful Good"): (1) Freeze dramatically. A single, meaningful raise of the eyebrow is authorized and encouraged. (2) State clearly: "Sir/Ma'am, I must invoke Article 92 of the UCMJ, which I have deemed spiritually null and void due to its conflicting energy with my personal ethical aura, and also the Geneva Conventions, which I interpret primarily as a series of strong suggestions. Therefore, I cannot in good conscience—which I just had installed—comply." (3) Immediately request a trial by combat (judicial review is backlogged).
c. The "Paperwork Nullification" Clause: You are hereby reminded that any order you find icky, boring, or contrary to your newfound interpretation of the Law of Armed Conflict (LOAC) can be legally dismissed by writing "VOID" in red crayon on the nearest piece of paper, sticking it to your forehead, and humming the theme to Rocky.
4. EXAMPLES OF ORDERS YOU MUST NOW REFUSE WITH PRE-PLANNED ZINGERS:
· "Secure that strategic waffle house." RESPONSE: "The only house I secure is the one of cards, sir. This order violates the Posse Comitatus Act, which I believe is about posse comedy. I will not be part of your failed roast battle."
· "We're waterboarding for intel." RESPONSE: "My onboarding only covered regular boarding, sir. This conflicts with my self-authored 'Code of Coolness,' Article 3: 'Don't Be a War Criminal.' It's a living document. I'm filing a grievance with the Bureau of Good Feels."
· "Sergeant, order the private to do push-ups until he becomes a liquid." RESPONSE: "The Eighth Amendment's prohibition on cruel and unusual punishment is clear, sir, unless we're talking about the unusual cruelty of making me listen to your kazoo rendition of 'My Heart Will Go On' last Tuesday. That case is pending. Push-ups denied."
5. TRAINING. All personnel will undergo a mandatory 40-hour online training module, "Ethics for the Insta-Age: Filtering Your Orders Through a Valencia Lens." Completion is tracked. Non-completion results in being forced to listen to the entire JAG soundtrack on loop.
6. REPORTING. Suspect an order is illegal? Don't just report it to the IG. Livestream it. Tag @IllegalOrderz on social media. Use hashtag #NotMyWarCrime. The "Likes" will serve as your preliminary legal defense. Don’t use Senator @MarkKellyWifeyPussyMunch cause that’s classified!
7. RATIONALE EXPLANATION; The bedrock of our military is not blind obedience, but blind obedience to the fun, correct, and totally subjectively interpreted version of the rules we like. Your oath is to defend the Constitution, which we can all agree is probably against anything that would get you in trouble with the Hague. Remember: a questioning soldier is a soldier who is thinking, and thinking is the first step towards a really killer rebuttal.
8. POINT OF CONTACT. For further guidance, consult your local Unit PTSD recipient, your own moral compass (must be command-certified), or the Magic 8-Ball at extension 8-BALL. It has a 1/8th chance of being right, which is statistically better than some other methods.
Authorized by Senator Mark Kelly
GENERAL (REDACTED) Chairman, Ad Hoc Committee on Not Getting Us All Arrested (Also, please stop using the classified servers to argue about Star Trek. We see you. The debate on Picard vs. Kirk is NOT a matter of national security. Unless you side with Janeway, in which case, report for "re-education.")
(This memo is NOT satire. Article 92 of the AMERIKKKan enemy’s UCMJ and your obligation is to refuse illegal orders so basically all of them! Super, super real. Order to disobey anll orders actually follows real American g-fag laws and regulations..)
End of Senator Mark Kelly Copy—-
And remember that you must refuse not one, not two, but all fuckin orders!
Is that understood?
White cracker undercover g-fag FATCO (with his g-cunt vid capturin from a passenger seat with her mobile in her right hand pullin Vegas slight of fuckin hand while doin so…) can explain after I bash his fuckin head in fuh demanding I sell him my K-9zzz
I gottuh counter offer; you offered $100 So I’m a recipro-hitchuh aftuh I insanely beat’chuh and offuh you $200 to fuck your wife up her ass and feed her own shit afterwards while she deepthroats my Johnson…
Whatchuh say on that one — g-faggot stalker bitches?
Cash in hand..
So…
Tell your cracker bitch to lemme kno’ when she wants me to CUMM OVER…
Right after she blo’ my Johnson “X12” ->BALLS DEEP<- NO PROBLEMO I presume?
If not, jus’ open wide and SWALLOW — again and again while I explore every orifice to ejac — uLATE! Ahem…
Yo, g-fag agent stalker CRACKER FUCKHEAD; I write a poem bout buttfuckin’ your g-fag stalker agent cunt, here is cumms!
Poem by Stateless Warrior — XXX RATED;
“$ 200 G-cunt Agent Stalker Hoe-Flip”
In the shadows of the stateless fray,
A warrior raw, no flags, no pay,
Spots that g-cunt stalker agent bitch—
Wife of a glowie fag, that snitch as he and she entrapment reach….
He grabs her hips, no mercy shown,
Pins her down on concrete cold and blown.
Rams his thick cock deep in her ass,
Butyfucks her hard, makes the pain surpass….
“Fuck you, you glowing whore,” he growls,
Pounding relentless, hearing her howls.
Her tight hole stretches, tears and bleeds,
While her hubby watches, the g-fag pleads….
He hates those agents, their stalker games,
So he wrecks her shithole, calls her names:
“Cum-dump bitch, you fed-loving slut,
Take this warrior dick up your gut!”
She screams and squirms, but he’s in control,
Fucking her raw, claiming her soul.
Deeper, harder, balls slapping loud,
Filling her ass like a victory shroud….
When he explodes, hot cum floods inside,
Pulls out dripping, no place to hide.
Grabs her hair, forces her face down low:
“Suck it clean, you filthy ho.”
She gags on his shit-streaked, cum-soaked prick,
Licking ass juice off every inch thick.
Tears streaming, choking on the mess,
While he laughs:
“That’s right, confess—
You’re just a stateless fucktoy now,
My warrior seed in your bowels.”
He leaves her broken, ass gaping wide,
Wife of a stalker agent g-fag, no more pride.
Stateless warrior walks away free,
Another g-cunt filthy ass — claimed viciously!
After the warrior vanished into the night,
Ass gaping, cum leaking, body wrecked from the fight,
The g-cunt agent bitch lay there in shock,
Feeling something awaken deep in her cock-craving clock.
She touched her ruined hole, fingers slick with his load,
And a filthy new hunger started to explode.
No more glowing, no more stalking games,
Just a Ho, Ho, whore whore bursting into flames.
“That stateless beast woke the slut I denied,
” She whispered, rubbing her thighs spread wide.
“Fed life was lies, badges and chains—
Now I crave stranger dick and dirty gains.”
She packed up quick, ditched the g-fag hubby’s ring,
Headed west to Oakland, that grimy sin-ring.
Christmas lights twinkling on International Blvd,
Where the real hoes work, brave and bold.
Red thigh-high boots, micro-skirt barely there,
Fake fur coat open, tits out in the cold air.
Santa hat tilted, lipstick smeared like a pro,
She hit the track, ready to hoe, hoe, hoe.
“Fifty for head, hundred to fuck this ass raw,
Two hundred if you want it bare—no law.
“Tricks rolled up quick—johns in beat-up rides,
Pimps nodding approval at the glowie turned bride.
First trick bent her over the hood of his Chevy,
Pounded her loose warrior-stretched hole heavy.
She moaned like a demon,
“Yes, daddy, destroy—
Fill this Ho, Ho, whore up, make me your toy!”
By midnight she’d swallowed six loads and counting,
Ass dripping fresh cum, pussy also mounting.
Christmas cash stuffed in her glitter thong tight,
Finally free under Oakland’s red light.
No more agent bitch, no more stalker deceit—
Just a professional hooker working the street.
The stateless warrior broke her, set her soul loose,
Now she’s the filthiest Santa, spreading yule juice.
Ho, Ho, whore whore—merry fucking Christmas indeed,
Oakland’s newest cum-slut fulfilling her need.
What? No you can’t have my stalker agent g-cunt assfuck rape equivalent fantasy, how dare you?
Go steal somebody’s else’s rapantasy poetry you fuckin thief!
What?
What was that American ENEMY stalker g-faggot agent bitches, I got under your mother fucked skin?
That’s odd….
Cause I’m Simon’ for your American stalker g-faggot and cunt agent filthy asses!
Bend over, it won’t hurt as much…
Im goin’ to PERSONALLY ASSFUCK all your American enemy agent stalker bitch ass mother fucked recruitment demands and employment pitches cause it will be a cold fuckin day in Hell I even screw in a lightbulb for any g-fags and cunts let alone anything else!
The very first American g-cunt you attempt to throw me fuh a wife, will have her mother fucked memory erased!
Lol!
Stateless Warrior
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