I'll be honest, you, my public, have never quite shared my enthusiasm for war. Mmm. Makes me sound like Lord Palmerston.
Let's have another try.
None of you bastards have bought "War!". Bastards. It's dead good. Jokes. Recipes. Tables. Food Control Orders. The lot. Buy the bloody thing or I'll come around and clip your toenails. With a chainsaw.
Perhaps that's a tad aggressive.
You really should give this book a try. It's breaking my heart how little you appreciate it. I've put loads of work into it with all the tables and recipes and everything. Lots of you, I'm sure, would really love it. Please follow the link and take a look at the preview.
Was that too wet? No, I didn't think so, either. Struck just the right tone.
Buy "War!" now. Or I'll continue with these annoying plugs.
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