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The world crowd calls excitedly and loudly, look oh look. Look, there right in front in the world race, Obama’s “old dogs” are running with a pestilence drenched world as his poor political booty. His big false teeth, or is it crowns, gleam bright in his grimace, like a clean-polished window.

But first in is first out and there is nobody who will be able to halt or stop the Judgment. So, who is man and who is mouse? The abomination-one-world-order feed on its world-slaves like a bloodsucking, creepy parasitic louse. In the abomination-tune they are whistling, everyone must just dance to their decisions without choice. And this while they inject their pure poison into the veins of mankind.

Oh listen-listen to the big noise. From the sky it comes in a big roaring. Look, oh look, in the cosmos the stars now form a strange cross and four dimensions are opened. A cosmic man is standing there and Saxon is written across his entire skin. Was it intentional, or just by mistake? But he lifts his right fist aggressively and his enemy is crushed as the louse under his right fist. “Gates” now exclaims, terrified and loudly. Look, completely unexpectedly, somewhere something is not right at all. The world bank then hastily closes it’s already-so-empty safe, in vain.

Look, oh look, the big world audience calls. Right in front in the world race Obama’s “old dogs” are running, with the command: “Sa!” and he will not be stopped. But in a loud bang he begins to fall and with both ankles now sprained, in his hereafter, to where he suddenly relocates, he is welcomed rather feebly by the already-deceased hell-scum.

So, listen, listen to the big noise. It comes from the ether with a big roaring. Look, oh look an enormous clod falls from the sky onto the earth. Yes, while Death blows around the entire world like a mad whirlwind.