And I saw another mighty angel come down from heaven, clothed with a cloud: and a rainbow was upon his head, and his face was as it were the sun

Joe Lieberman tells us that the Afghans are a "proud people with a proud history." Of throwing motherfuckers out of their country, hurrah! Then he outlines five surges, shoots his load, and starts snoring. All right already, Joe. You love war. We get it. You are become death, destroyer of worlds. You saw the horses in the vision, and them that sat on them, having breastplates of fire, and of jacinth, and brimstone: and the heads of the horses were as the heads of lions; and out of their mouths issued fire and smoke and brimstone. You ride to Ragnarok. Smackdown! The Octagon! Hulk smash! Faster pussycat, kill, kill!

UPDATE: Link fixed.