Shaking in my damn boots. How in the hell do you know one of us isn't the popo. You don't, Ya'll would shat your pants if we showed up. Oh well have fun shooting pigs out of a cage, already wasted my money there once.
It was a [bleep] joke.....realax. I doubt any of you fellas would have me, let alone us, schitting pants.
Carry on....
George
�Out of every one hundred men, ten shouldn't even be there, eighty are just targets, nine are the real fighters, and we are lucky to have them, for they make the battle. Ah, but the one, one is a warrior, and he will bring the others back.�
