This is my pitchfork. There are many like it, but this one is mine. My pitchfork is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life.

Without me, my pitchfork is useless. Without my pitchfork, I am useless. I must thrust my pitchfork true. I must thrust straighter than my enemy who is trying to kill me. I must stab him before he cancels me. I will ...

My pitchfork and I know that what counts in war is not the number of cucks we stab, the noise of our REEEE's, nor the smoke we make. We know that it is the hits that count. We will hit ...

My pitchfork is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a Pede. I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its sights and its points. I will keep my pitchfork clean and ready, even as I am clean and ready. We will become part of each other. We will ...

Before God, I swear this creed. My pitchfork and I are the defenders of my country. We are the masters of our enemy. We are the saviors of my life.

So be it, until victory is America's and there is no enemy, but peace!

I have a nice heavy bottom saucepan. Serves me well and would break a skull or two.

A farming town in Poland defeated the Russians with just pitchforks and scythes. There’s a huge monument to them.

My guns names are pitchfork and torch.

I have a bucket of roof tar and am ripping up a feather pillow right now!

It's pitchfork time!

WHAT IS YOUR PITCHFORK'S NAME????

Can I use a blunt butter knife?

I have a hammer.

You can find mine on sunday gunday.

KEK WILLS IT.