I know this is a sandbox, but when your sandbox fills up with shit, you need to throw it out and get new sand.

I shoot missiles. It's what I do. If you don't like that, maybe you should try getting to know them close and at a less friendly perspective. I can arrange such a meeting. It would be like a blind date! Except for that fact that there'll be bright flashes of light... nonetheless I'm sure we'd both enjoy it. This means that I must make routine ammunition/piss/shit/eat a donut/get my spin counter to 1000 trips. These trips aren't too long and soon I'll be back to tank some damage. Please respect the Raven, I recently got it repainted. And finally, if you ever see me in my buzzard (which you shouldn't SEE me, but you get the point) please proceed to not shoot me. Thank you.

Roses are red. Bacon is also red. Poems are hard. Bacon.