Take a good look at this thing.

Look at its' menacing eyes, the way it stares at you with full intent of mutilating you in a thousand ways.

Its' beak will tear your fuckin' guts from your stomach and seamlessly cut through your bones, maybe even rip out your pregnant wife's fetus and use the preborn fluids and blood as lubricant for when it fucks her in the ass later. That is, if it's merciful enough to use lubricant

And their claws that slice up your mates who you've known since the beginning, unclean and still lingering with the blood of the combatants and innocents alike.

Burning down your homes, slitting the throats of your children and women, raping their carcasses and using them as cocksocks for the more resillient ones, multiplying so they too can raise their antichrist spawns to kill us until there's none of us left...

That there is the emu menace.
You must never forget the emu, for it is now your duty whenever you see an emu to snap its' fuckin' legs and skin it alive, then punch his head in until there's nothing fuckin' left. They'll think its' just a pile of feathers and to spindly legs and feet and a meaty neck just sittin' there.

Remember: do upon to them what they did to us. An*mefags, iberians, shitposters and otherkin alike, never forgive the emus for what hell they brought to the glorious Aussie nation and make sure there's 3 gone for every Australian they take!

God Save the Prime Minister, because we'd love to become a republic so we can stop being pussies kissing ol' Princess Celestia's cock all the way down in the Royal tea house in Bongland! Now, kill some fuckin' emus!