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"WAR IN THE DARK WATERS: The Battle Plans o’ General Barnacle Bill"
(Dictated aboard the HMS Backdoor Glory, under the Red Moon, in the Year of the Festering Pox)
To His Most Flatulent Majesty, King Rumgut the Third,
Supreme Ruler o' the Colon Realms, Keeper o’ the Sacred Wipe, and Defender of the Cheeks—
Yer Majesty,
We find ourselves at the brink o' the unholiest of wars—one not just of guts and glory, but of the three most secret kingdoms in all the human vessel: The Butt, The Snatch, and the mighty Serpent of Life (ye common folk may know it as the urethral tube—a narrow and treacherous passageway, shimmery and full o’ sting).
Let me paint ye the grand map of this anatomical hellscape:
The Buttfolk—our own kin, noble yet riddled with dishonor. We dwell in the southern crevice, surrounded by endless methane mines and turd hills. 'Tis home. ‘Tis foul. ‘Tis ours.
The Snatchians—a clan of cunning, wet-willed warrior womenfolk, slippery as eels and twice as deadly. They guard their lands with acidic moats and hormonal beasts. Diplomacy failed—they claim we sent scouts (which we did), and now they prepare for war.
The Snake of Life—a narrow, wretched realm ruled by the Urethral Wyrm, a stinging serpent who spits burning venom when disturbed. The Snatchians and Buttfolk both eye it with lust and fear, for it offers direct access to the sacred Bladder Throne, and thus, control o’ the Golden Stream.
🪖 PHASE ONE: OPERATION BACKDOOR THUNDER
Mission: Invade the Snatch from the southern delta using stealth squadrons of Flatulence Riders and Taint Marines.
Objective: Disable the clitoral defense towers, seize control of the Labial Hills, and storm the Clitoral Citadel before their mucus archers can rally.
⚔️ PHASE TWO: THE SNAKE CAMPAIGN — OPERATION YELLOW STREAM
Mission: Invade the Serpent’s shaft from the bladder’s backdoor, using microscopic submarines disguised as lost spermatozoa.
Route: Up the prostate canal, through the Puddle of Regret, past the Vein of Blue Temptation, and directly into the urethral gates.
Risks:
Objective: Penetrate to the core and plant the Sigil of Colon—a banner of peace (or dominance, dependin’ how things go).
🏴☠️ ALLIANCES & DECEPTION
- Offer a false truce to the Snatchians—pretend to share wine, trade spores, and promise scented bath salts.
- Infiltrate their border markets with Trojan Yeast Cakes laced with Penicillin Mercenaries.
If that fails—well, we torch the clitoris and make a break for the bladder.
🔥 FINAL WORDS TO TROOPS:
“Ye were born in filth. Ye were forged in fire. Ye live in cheeks, but ye shall die in glory. Tonight, we dine on discharge—or not at all!”
Signed in brown ink,
General Barnacle Bill, Lord Admiral of the Left Cheek Navy
Blood of the First Fart, Breaker of Hemorrhoids, Commander of the Inner Ring
P.S. If this message reaches ye smudged, blame the courier. He's got IBS.