Preparing for the war....

Alright, I have assembled the full strength of my armies, including a box of dead kittens now. Tonight we will attack the Pilgrims fortress of the nearby McDonald's restaraunt. We may not survive. If I die, tell a charity that I've posthoumosly donated my belongings, but when giving it to them, set it, and them on fire. It will be a final message to those buckle-hatted bastards.


I've looked over their defenses. These are it:

To arms, bretheren! The Pilgrims will be boiled like puppies in a flamethrower! There will be Cornucopias everywhere! MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!