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Mr. President was strolling along one day...
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| Hey! Army Guy! What are you doing out here?! | |
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| Da Capan saaz Ii gotta secur da outsiid o da Wiit Houzz. | |
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| You've got to go secure the Lincoln Bedroom. We've got some V.I.P's frome Sweden who will be here any minute. | |
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| Da Capan saaz swetz'll rott mi teth. | |
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Mr. President was getting a headache...
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| I'm your Commander In Chief. I'm freaking higher rank than your Captain. NOW, I ORDER YOU TO SECURE THE LINCOLN BEDROOM!! | |
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| Ii'll hev too see wut da Capan saaz. Ii'mmshur hee woont liik itt. Hee saaz da Comandeer Iin Cheef is nott soo nis a guuy, iif ya noo wut Ii meen. | |
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