Third Rocket Jump

[unlessitsafarm]

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No, I'm pretty sure this is NOT Germany.

WHERE THE HELL ARE MY PROVISIONS?

It's a Nazi plot, I'm sure! They've found me out!

WELL THEY'D BETTER COME EXPECTING HELL! I'LL TAKE THEM ALL DOWN WITH A SHOVEL IF I HAVE TO! THEY'LL NEVER TAKE THIS SOLDIER ALIVE!

[[ ... you can pretty much guess here. ]]

Comments

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

THE NAZIS, WOMAN!

[yourfaithfulpet.livejournal.com]

... I don't think there are any here.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

And how do you know that?

[yourfaithfulpet.livejournal.com]

[blinks]

We learned about that in history class?

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Well this isn't history, ma'am. If you'll pardon my french, it's right FUCKING now. So you can either take cover and make my job a little easier, or you can put us both in danger by standing out here in the middle of a god forsaken battlefield!

[yourfaithfulpet.livejournal.com]

But this isn't a battlefield. It looks like a normal house.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

AND DO YOU THINK YOU KNOW BETTER THAN I DO WHAT A GODDAMNED BATTLEFIELD LOOKS LIKE?

[yourfaithfulpet.livejournal.com]

But the only people here are us.

[She's just going to shrink back now. Why are you so scary?]

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Just stand aside and let me do my damn JOB, ma'am.

[yourfaithfulpet.livejournal.com]

[But that would require getting up and her legs won't let her. Too bad.]]

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

... I need brick, mortar, and barbed wire...

[yourfaithfulpet.livejournal.com]

[[If that fence is still there when this is over she's going to have some words to say to you buster.]]