find a retired 747, jazz up a remote to fly, fill it with napalm, straight to wuhan.
“..find a retired 747, jazz up a remote to fly, fill it with napalm, straight to wuhan....”
Hog-tie Fauxi, along his vile, filthy ilk, and be sure they’re all on board in the cargo area next to the napalm when it leaves....LoL