The youths are now ready to escalate the resistance against the 'rats' (rebels) in Tripoli and to finish off the mercenariesI call them rats that make my city become ugly..ewww yetch... I don't want runaway. Unfortunately, I'm struck by the rats run, then pulled by pickup trucks alive, half-naked, bleeding-blood. I bleed until the angel-Izrael came snapping to end my glorious life.
Thanks God, I had been killed, there is no longer i bear this pain, scarring and definitely suffering.
Without appeared with stylish sunglasses and dashing look, especially in the front of annoying rats.. Uh
Found in sewer..What poetic justice
