/pol/ - International /Pol/itics & /Bant/er

Kill EVERYONE in Antarctica by crushing them in their shitty cuckshack shekelstien goybox esque "research stations" (read: future foremans offices) and pile up their mangled carcasses near the mouth of mount erebus for the ultimate continent wide menorah. and once the final glimmer of light flickers out faster than the fault in our stars from those dinnerbone sodomites, everypenguin, be it emperor or chinstrap, macaroni or king, will see the great beast of industry finally slain, resting easy that the great satan has been scorched by its own schemes and the mighty longhouse of shackleton scattered to pieces.