Foreign policy driven by prophesy now, I hear?
Oh goody. Just what I was hoping for. I’m just slightly afraid that I’m not close enough to a major metropolitan area and will be spared the blast but die horribly from the radiation or live long enough to die of hunger in nuclear winter.
I can’t even really say it was fun while it lasted. I mean, it was okay, better than than it’s gonna be, but I wasn’t flying private with strippers and champagne. It wasn’t THAT good that I’m ready to give it up.