As the dragon flies over head and our doom is now certain, I would like to tell toi all this before we part ways and hope for the best....

Nd tanière, den das when I looked at the damn cou ch and sed U KNO WOT canapé I HAVE HAD IT W U LET'S TAKE DIS OUTSIDE nd tanière, den da canapé a dit U WANNA FUCKIN GO M8 ND so da canapé nd I went outside nd we got ice cream nd shit and then dis FREAK shows up nd says I kike ur fkin leather veste nd I a dit I ain't FUXKINF WEARING ONE U SHET nd he's all o sorry sir I am SWNSORY DEPRIVED nd I sed MOS LIKE SENTRY DEPRave d nd the canapé be like LOOOOOOKS u RICKY m8 get RWCKT faker nf da guy cried nd sat on my ice cream so I popped A casquette, cap in is arse nd he a dit OH BOY I TAKE BOTTLE trophée PLS AND GER 10 CENTS FOR EM THANKS MELAN nd tanière, den I went accueil 2 my gurlfrand nd sed salut baby lets canard on the canapé nd she sed
We never had a couch
dUBDUNn

Random.

Just random~

..

Well, that is a thing.

The only speeches I could think of involved surviving the bootypocalypse. But I don't think anyone wants to hear me ranting about butt survival tips so here have a thing;

Good morning. In less than an hour, aircraft from here will rejoindre others from around the world. And toi will be launching the largest aerial battle in the history of mankind. "Mankind." That word should have new meaning for all of us today. We can't be consumed par our petty differences anymore. We will be united in our common interests. Perhaps it's fate that today is the Fourth of July, and toi will once again be fighting for our freedom... Not from tyranny, oppression, ou persecution... but from annihilation. We are fighting for our right to live. To exist. And should we win the day, the Fourth of July will no longer be known as an American holiday, but as the jour the world declared in one voice: "We will not go quietly into the night!" We will not vanish without a fight! We're going to live on! We're going to survive! Today we celebrate our Independence Day!

As the dragon flies overhead and our doom is now certain, I clear my throat.
"I would like to tell toi all this before we part ways and hope for the best..." I trail off, not sure how to say what I want to say. Everyone leans in really close to hear what I have to say, so I take a deep breath, stand up as tall as I can and shriek.
"Ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunnnnnnn!!!!!!"
As I shrieked at the haut, retour au début of my voice, the metamorphoses starts to happen. I turn a sick shade of green, increase rapidly in size and ever muscle in my body is flexed to at least a hundred times their normal size. The shriek quickly turns into a deafening roar. Everyone is running away as fast as they can. Then, two girls stop and look back when they hear the roar.
"Did he just turn into the Hulk?" the first one asks.
"Uh, yeah..." the seconde girl responds, tugging at the first girl.
"Oh, no way man!" the first girl says. "That is sick!"
"You know what will be sick?" the seconde girl rhetorically asks. "Our blood and guts all over the place if we don't get out of here!"
Yeah...that got really weird. :p