Psychological Warfare part 1
Bonjour mes amis...
As is custom in the Eudorian camp, we like to sneak behind enemy lines and try to goad and rile the enemy into mistakes and cause fear and doubt amongst their troops.
To be honest, I don't think this has ever worked but I thought I would take my 'Psychological Warfare handbook' off the shelf, blow off the dust and turn to page 297, Chapter 18: How to taunt the French.
So here it goes, all in the good spirit of the WoF... Chapter 18, fig 1.
'Try playing loud music at all hours. This can disrupt the enemies sleep and with music containing lyrics, try and choose some that will promote your might and glory.'
Without the use of a gramaphone I shall sing instead:
Eudoria Eudoria,
Land of all good things.
Eudoria Eudoria,
The good things that it brings.
Verse 1
There’s Feffs and Cleds
And Merps and Snots.
We’ve got Armax Cows,
And Araneatrox.
There’s Atrax and Atrox
And some of them big
But beware of the Ubers
If you visiiiit the Riiiiiiiiiiiigggg… oh….
Chorus
Eudoria Eudoria,
Land of all good things,
Eudoria Eudoria,
The good things that it brings.
Verse 1
Dysentery and flippentry
You can find at Twin Peaks.
But the place is so laggy,
You could be there for weeeeeeks
You can go to a ring
To see how long you lasted
But you’re bound to get shot
By some fucking baaaastaaaard
Chorus (‘til infinity)
Eudoria Eudoria,
Land of all good things,
Eudoria Eudoria,
The good things that it brings….
