Nutcracker Squadron

The Brotherhood of the Besmirched Countenance, unable to do it for themselves (unlike sisters, who always do it for themselves), have called in reserve troops. Although it has been suggested that the Sisters are interfering with these special forces, I would advice the Knight of the Besmirched Countenance that tickling a squirrel under the arms is not the same as tickling his nuts. Pul-lease, does the Knight not even know where a squirrel keeps his nuts?


Nevertheless, it has been noted by the Sisterhood of the Pointy Heel that the squirrels are taking things rather seriously - if recent reports are to be believed.



Oh yes, they appear to be armed and dangerous!

We have, however, a time-honoured means of dealing with these little perishers. The Nutcracker Squadron has been created. And these are some of the tools of the squadron's trade.

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(Men thought they had us beat when they created the mammography machine...)

Oh yes, we will outlive the menace of tyranny. We shall not flag or fail. We will fight them in the trees, we will fight them on the curbs, we will fight them on the manicured lawns of suburbia, we will fight them in the fields. We shall never surrender. Our empire will step forth to the rescue of all Sisters. We shall ensure liberation from the old ways.

And a few pesky squirrels will most certainly not get in our way! No matter how big their nuts are.


If all else fails, we will simply squash them underfoot.