The future of your world, as you know it, is soon to be changed forever. You have a decision ahead of you. Harken to my message and make your choice.
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Listen to me and listen to me well, for your very future and safety is direly dependant upon understanding my message. I, Duff D Moss, have decided to take control of the world. I have devised the greatest of all diabolical schemes to ensure I tear control of the entire planet from the feeble grasps of your pitiful leaders. I am not entirely sure what I am going to do with an entire planet yet, but it should make for an interesting hand at high stakes poker nights at the very least. Anyway, I digress.
While the powers that be construct faux wars for power, based upon the dubious precedents of peace, they miss a grand opportunity. They install fear into the hearts of billions with the use of buzzwords such as weapons of mass destruction, terrorists, squealer flu, and random mass mailings of icing sugar. The pathetic citizens of the world suckle at the teat of the mass media and crave the sustenance of psychological slavery. FOOLS!
Bio-agents and nuclear devices are the least of your concern for I have devised a weapon of mass destruction that is so deceptively simple that you will gasp when you read it. You will gasp so loudly that people in the near vicinity will rush over to see what it is that you gasp at. They will then also gasp, causing even more gasping, and an ensuing avalanche of gasping will spread across the civilised world. Once the gasping has finally subsided like a poorly planned Mexican wave at a football stadium, the reality will sink into your brains and you will without a doubt bow your heads and pledge your allegiance to me.
Are you ready? Do you think you can cope with having your mind blown to such a degree that if aliens landed on top of the White-house tomorrow you would not care, because that is nothing compared to what I am to reveal to you? If you are ready then good – I may consider sparing you. If you are not, then I spit on you and you will make great snacks for my hell hounds. The secret…the secret is the common house fly. HA! You didn’t see that coming did you? But wait – how is it that I can not hear a world wide gasping? Can it be that you are so blinded by weekend specials for socks and nose warmers that you fail to comprehend the magnitude of this? Obviously I will need to lay this out for you step by simpleton step.
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