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| I've come all the way from the Great U.S.ofA. to take home the body of an American Hero. I hear he's in a cave somewhere. | |
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| Yes Mr. Sam, I can take you there. | |
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| What? There's no body, just his guts on the wall? | |
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| Yes Mr. Sam, but he died defending his unit, who all escaped to safety. | |
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| Listen now, just between you and me, I came for a body in a bag, not to scrape no guts off a cave wall. Mrs. Sam wouldn't like that. Mission aborted. Back to the airport, chop chop!!! | |
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| Chop chop?!! WTF? He don't know China's asshole from a cave in Afghanistan! | |
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