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 | Mr. President, it's honour to be serving my country. Leave the fighting to us! | |
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| Yes. Kill. Kill. Destory each other in a flurry of metal piercing flesh. | |
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| Sir yes sir! You don't have to tell ME twice! We'll have those terrorists licked in no time! | |
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| Good. Say, be a patriotic fellow turn around for a second, will you? | |
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| *BLARGH* *SPLITCH* *SPLATTER* |
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| What a delicious-looking corpse. | |
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| What a shame we filled up on restaurant patrons earlier. | |
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