Your drinks are disgusting. Fix this immediately.
I don’t you ever had my Lemonade or any of my drinks
Excuse me?
You should just let me cook for you.
Should I really?
I am a pretty damn good cook. I feed 100 starving men almost everyday. So I suppose I wouldn’t mind cooking for one more.
YOU LITTLE SHIT, COFFEES DELICIOUS
Course it is, now go on, I know ya wanna!
Always is.
I”M BORED
W-Why not
Boredom everywhere.
I’m giving you maggots permission to speak!
FALSE!
DO I LOOK LIKE SOME FAGGOT SAILOR NAMED LAWRENCE TOO YOU?
Maybe some truth and dares, too.
C`MON NOW.
My body is ready.
Well why the fuck not sweet hearts?
I’ll go get the scalpels! /skips off/
AH—-NEIN! DON’T, DON’T! It ist bad… No, no, nein…
Well Daddy looks mad and I want to go get Daddy his scalpels
Nein, hurting…
…You do not know me, huh? I am schtill killing people. Zat’s funny. Zo you von’t punizh me for experimenting, maiming, zlaughtering ozher people. Nice to know you Amerikaners ah zo schmart.
Its not my job, you maggots seem to be having your own fucking war. Mines in Nam, so excuse me for focusing on one problem at a time sweetheart.
I’ll go get the scalpels! /skips off/
AH—-NEIN! DON’T, DON’T! It ist bad… No, no, nein…
Well Daddy looks mad and I want to go get Daddy his scalpels
Nein, hurting zhem von’t do any of us any gut.
Kill me? Bullshit, I bet he couldn’t kill a fucking ant with size 12’s.
Und you can’t kill me becauze, obviously, I AM SCHTILL HEAH. Zo much for being ein gut Amerikaner und “KILLING ZE ENEMY ON ZIGHT”.
The fucking wars over, so there is no need.
I’ll go get the scalpels! /skips off/
AH—-NEIN! DON’T, DON’T! It ist bad… No, no, nein…
Well Daddy looks mad and I want to go get Daddy his scalpels
Nein, hurting zhem von’t do any of us any gut.
Kill me? Bullshit, I bet he couldn’t kill a fucking ant with size 12’s.
I haff three new followers, und vone of zhem ist zat Sgt. Hartman.
JANE, IF YOU ZENT HIM TO DEAL VITH ME, I VILL PERZONALLY KILL YOU.
WATCH YOURSELF FRITZ
I MAY HAVE FOUGHT THE GOOD PACIFIC CAMPAIGN BUT I’D HAVE GONE TO THE…
*He violently twitches at the word ‘God’. He grins maliciously* Zheah ist no GOTT, you schtupid PIG. You zust murdered for fun. Ve all murder. Hiding undah ze guize of ein Gott? HA. HAHA—-YOU AH NO DIFFERENT ZHAN ME VITH KILLING.
Oh, I can tell no vone likes you. Effen I don’t like you. It ist obvious.
Ohhh, I am zo schkared zat zome vilthy Amerikaner ist going to offend me vith uzeless vords. Arschloch. HA. Halt die klappe Affe. You vould do much bettah vithout your jaw flapping en ze VIND. OH. OH, ZHOSE TAUNTS. ZHOSE THREATS. I AM ZO SCHKARED—- ZO SCHKARED I VILL PIZZ MEINZELF UND MAKE JARATE.
*He leans closer towards him, his grin wild and insane* I vould actually enjoy zat kind of death. Ohhh… I vondah how much pain you could give me. Vould you let me die ein zlow, luscious death? Or zuffer ein QUICK vone? Aftah all— ze zuffering of death ist ein BEAUTY, ein ART, for me.
I was taught to kill fast and eloquentley.And so I teach my men the same.
And whether there a God or not is up to debate, we still fight for America’s morals.Freedom from injustice,from oppression. That is why we entered the great war, and the one after, and places like Korea and the country of Vietnams.
We fight for there struggles, and do do that we have to be cold,killing machines. Actions do speak louder than words Kraut, restraint speaks the loudest.I don’t have time to waste on you when I have unorganized grabastic pieces of amphibian shit to train.
I haff three new followers, und vone of zhem ist zat Sgt. Hartman.
JANE, IF YOU ZENT HIM TO DEAL VITH ME, I VILL PERZONALLY KILL YOU.
WATCH YOURSELF FRITZ
I MAY HAVE FOUGHT THE GOOD PACIFIC CAMPAIGN BUT I’D HAVE GONE TO THE WESTERN FRONT IF GIVEN THE CHOICE!
I’LL BE WATCHING YOU MAGGOT, I WAS BORN TO KILL AND MOLD MORE GRUNTS INTO GODS KILLERS!
DO NOT CALL ME “FRITZ”, YOU VILTHY AMERIKANISCHES SCHWEIN.
Ohhh, ze Pacific Campaign, mmmm? How vondaaahfulll. *He gives a deadpan stare, and lazily claps his gloved hands* Zo amazing, Soldat. Oh, vait, you ah ein SARGENT, right? Nein, zust ein louzy Soldat to me.
HA. Keeping ein eye on me? How vondahful. I guess vhile you do zat, I get to plot experiments for your UZELESS BODY.
Yes, the Pacific campaign. I went to Okinawa and Iwo Jima, storming the island of Japan.But, I have finished doing Gods work, and now it is my duty to train others to do Gods work.
I am rough, I am hard.My men do not like me, for I am tough. I train them to be killing machines, the best that there fucking is.
So then Kraut, you fucking try to do that, you sasuge stuffing Aryan shit. I may be old but, I will not hesitate to gouge out your eyeballs, skull fuck you, and then shit down your neck.
I haff three new followers, und vone of zhem ist zat Sgt. Hartman.
JANE, IF YOU ZENT HIM TO DEAL VITH ME, I VILL PERZONALLY KILL YOU.
WATCH YOURSELF FRITZ
I MAY HAVE FOUGHT THE GOOD PACIFIC CAMPAIGN BUT I’D HAVE GONE TO THE WESTERN FRONT IF GIVEN THE CHOICE!
I’LL BE WATCHING YOU MAGGOT, I WAS BORN TO KILL AND MOLD MORE GRUNTS INTO GODS KILLERS!
