Even if you don't understand what the men in the video are saying, you can hear the tension in their voices. It's all because of a weak-minded, social misfit suicide truck bomb has mashed his accelerator to the floor, barrelling down on their position. He's intent on doing something besides delivering a truckload of Girl Scout cookies or sausage pizzas. No, he's got a big old can of whoopass he's trying to deliver.
We will issue a spoiler alert right here:
Mr. Suicide Bomber gets to meet Jesus a little sooner than he had hoped.
Birds and camel spiders like Barbeque meat.
His momma would be so proud of her spawn.