The great War room bbq would be ruined with time. The capitalists shake hands with leftists, both agreeing we need to import 3rd world Moon God worshipers to the bbq. The capitalists want cheap labor to get fresh fish from the sea, driving down the working class wages while pocketing all the profits. They tell us this cheap labor will improve the great War room bbq with reduced prices while the menial tasks will be taken care of by the new moon god arrivals.The feast table will be cleaned and fresh fish brought in to keep the party going. Profits roll in for the criminal financial capitalists while unemployment rises.
The leftists tell us importing the 3rd world mysterious moon god followers will culturally enrich the great sherdog bbq with Kebab. Many naturally agree. Kebabs are tasty and the plebeians enjoy new foods. More small Kebab shops are opened while smelly goats are brought in. More Lekloks enter the great sherdog bbq acting unhinged, randomly shouting something while wearing a black and white goat costume with a mysterious black flag. He beats his head in with a toy curved sword, shouting something about a mysterious moon god. We aren't sure what to make of this. The leftists of sherdog bbq members like Thames, tell us the mysterious moon god is the superstition of peace. Nothing to see here. Bring in more kebab. We're hungry. The capitalists then tell us also not to worry for these new arrivals will bring in the fresh fish from the rivers to keep the great feast going.
The esteemed and prestigious elder and longtime member of the sherdog bbq, a lawyer, then tells us of strange tales what the mysterious moon god is all about. Apparently, the tales are about a mad genius that lived in a bat cave. This mad genius would scheme, thinking up ways for world domination. A scheme so devious that 1,400 years later it's on the move again, this time using demographic warfare instead of swords and spears.
The great sherdog bbq has now become soft and decadent after years of great feasts. In our great city we spend our time at great feasts while we watch our favorite fighters slaughter eachother in the Coliseum to appease the just bleed deity. The plebeins at the Circus Maximus started a chant. Why are we killing ourselves? Why are we killing ourselves? The leftists,now eunuchs and metrosexuals, seem not to care while the capitalists are still bleeding our city dry.
I'll quote myself.
"Our great BBQ feast can survive it's fools, and even the ambitious. But it cannot survive treason from within. An enemy at the gates is less formidable, for he is known and carries his banner openly. But the traitor moves amongst those within the gate freely, his sly whispers rustling through all the alleys, heard in the very halls of government itself. For the traitor appears not a traitor; he speaks in accents familiar to his victims, and he wears their face and their arguments, he appeals to the baseness that lies deep in the hearts of all men. The leftists rot the soul of the BBQ city, they work secretly and unknown in the night to undermine the pillars of the city, the capitalists infects the body of politic so that it can no longer resist. A murderer is less to fear."
Marcus Tullius Titus.
Marcus Tullius Titus understands this.
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After Marcus Tullius Titus is crowded Caesar for life of the BBQ regulars. He has a devious scheme to take care of this very superstitious moon god followers that were invited in by the financial capitalist criminals, while the leftists poisoned the culture, water wells. The moon god worshipers were making hostile demands, trying to ruin our great feasts. They agitate the people of the war room BBQ city, for the moon god followers are 30 percent of the city now. The moon god followers are trying to ban our Ale, wine and pork. This disrespect won't be tolerated.
Marcus Tullius Titus has a plan and a scheme. He decides to put the capitalists with the highest post count and the most stupid eunuch metrosexual leftists, also with the highest post count to work. The greatest engineering marvel in the BBQ city is underway.
Every moon god worshiper temple, which is increasingly growing and expanding in BBQ city, two great polytheistic statues will stand right in front of the temples. The statues will be tall and grand dedicated to the best and greatest, Jupiter, and Mars, the God of War. These statues will tower over the puny moon god temples. The most wealthy capitalists, with the highest post count, along with the most far leftist eunuch metrosexuals will then guard the engineering marvels.
Marcus Tullius Titus is laughing in his palace. He knows the primitive and violent desert nomad moon god superstition won't tolerate this. They revolt and destroy the very people guarding the great engineering marvels, the betrayers and deceivers.
Marcus Tullius Titus has the soldiers ready ahead time and prepared to put down the revolt of the moon god superstitious followers.
Lets have some fun.
This scheme by Marcus Tullius Titus has been planned well. The Legionary were ready ahead of time, led by the Centurions Stoic, SMEAC, lfd0311. A great triumph was held in the City of BBQ afterwards.
The rebel leader Lekloks.