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| I am Sgt. Kargoman and I am the Drill Instructor. What is your name, recruit? | |
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| Sir, Private London Arbuckkle, Sir! | |
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| Bullshit, I think I'll call you Private Twinkle-toe Judy McVaginakins. How do you like that, recruit? | |
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| Frankly, I am hurt. Why must you be so mean? | |
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| We need to make you dehuman so that you will kill Charlie Gookenheim with out fear and without passion. War IS hell. Private, you WILL become a robotic killing machine. | |
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