The Waste Disposal

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Twin Arthur Kurvas, their son Marquis Kurva and Jona Jona the Holocaust Memorial Club of Japanese Concentration Camps in America; supporters club to get rid of Asians in Poland.

Twin Arthur's Kurva the National Front Run Union a registered charity in Warsaw.

Their true and original intentions to hate and discriminate Asians as paramilitary in Poland and aim worldwide discrimination of Asian women and children when they defeat their men.

The National Front Run Union a registered charity operates from abandoned warehouse.

Arthur Kurva drank Polish Midowa beer and spoke the speech in the room when one was sleeping and two young followers were listening to their truth. "We need to get rid of our fathers crutches."

"Great speech Arthur but how we do it?"

"I thought you are my father."

"It is simple we dispose of Japanese imposing our hate and discrimination to their race and gender."

"I love it."

"Yes you are right Jona."

"I love it too father."

"We opened this charity for national defence." One Arthur woke up after few drinks lying around him near vegetable pallet he was lying asleep on old cartoon.

"Yes you are right and to fuuck asian pussyfoot while their men are watching."

"I sign up for it too father."

"We can go back to our day jobs Arthur."

"Jona Jona you can finish your break and go back to your shift in 24 hours alcohol store behind cashier job."

"We will show those Asians where their wind pipes are attached."

"Yes son Marquis."

"Here is one more drink for you because you are jobless like tree of us now."

"We did worked in this bad company warehouse to see it close off and we could open our racism charity to talk hate and drink beer in an empty building."

"It was shameful father you drunk so much behind wheel at work causing industrial accident you closed the business we could drink here now hating asians in our blue building."

"Yes it is our purpose of freedoms we can enjoy. We can hate people and we are always right."

"I registered under my name national defence team charity."

"Yes you too my twin Arthur. Here is another can of drink for you too."

They drank day in day out hoping to gain telecommunications coverage how Poland hates and discriminates Asians hoping to set example in the whole world how they needed Japanese Holocaust.

It did never happened to them but they had unexpected visitors to see them in a random event taken place in their registered charity blue building.

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Girts Bosu, group of Somali pirates did made their way to their new hideout.

"Boss. I think our Nigerian bot did located a great stake out place we can prepare to assault Polish shathole Office where they said lives and stinks their head of government."

"We are here to Murder of corrupt Polish elite sick sexual Polish SODRA sect. We could get rid of their taxing government men. They cause trouble for use hoping our Yamashita's gold. Dr Fujimaru and Katu Netu is not happy about them."

"Curve Kurva-Polish sideways and break their back gates." They felt inspired near Polish dragon breathing fire stand in a cold morning outside statue near castle dungeon.

"Once we are done making a stop here we head off to continue our journey to see the blue building once they sold Polish chemicals inside."

"Ok. I thought it is wise enough to stop and drink before the fire in bad Polish weather we could start our wrath pissing on them."

"Yes back in our days we did hijacked and robbed those boats like a cheap posies round the corner but when hover cracked down on us we are happy you did took us in."

"I was once myself push around worker with hidden hate and intent to kill demeanour before our Dr Fujimaru found me."

"We would like to hear your story but we would like to finish our hot wine while you are driving us to the site full in our van full of arsenal we could group our assault team and finish the planning."

"Yosh, our South Italy Nigerian Gamora with Dr Fujimaru is few hours behind us to our location. Let's make clean and fresh our new rats den!"

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"We were Bay of Plenty once and we are now Bay of Nothing. " Arthur was looking off his mobile phone while drinking and sitting on pile of small pallets. He made himself a throne once the business went bankrupt.

"We will see about that." The second Arthur was smoking his smoke.

"I think sick government and Mayor of Warsaw was unable to hold his shit together, at least I heard these stories when I was in school." Marquis pulls another round of beer to his mouth.

"I think they should rub graces in their office walls for this shit." Arthur did spat on the floor flicking ashes off his smoke.

"We fock him too and his sick wife. Na zdrovia." Three polish men toasted their drinks to the sky.

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The Somali pirates did walk around the building inspecting the structure wearing safety helmets and construction tools belts on their waists.

Girts Bosu was checking his clock to see them coming in case there were rats in the building.

"One step back." Arthur screamed at two African men.

Somali pirates pulls out a handsaw to see his team mate hold a hammer.

The National Front Run Union a registered charity held old pallet wood with nails in their hands.

"Die Motherfocka Die."