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somebody shut him up...
Obscure? TV show? ...Right, right. It's not like books've been written, or movies've-- okay, okay, alright movie, no plural there, but it's a darn shame if you ask me because who wouldn't want more of me in their lives? --eh, don't answer that. Don't wanna tire out your scribe.
So what's this you were saying? A vacation? Yeah, yeah, I can do one of those right now. I can do one of those anytime, doll. I-- uh. Next year? Waitaminiute is that four months from now or three hundred sixty-five days from now because that's a biii-i-iig difference in how many chopped up soldier boys I have to patch up 'til then. Oh, c'mon. You've seen a whole three episodes. Even if you'd wanna put me in that little Box thingy, or the Turtle thingy, or the Happy Happy Family thingy, anywhere is better than Nowhere. Even if I have to meet that other Hawkeye that's apparently so popular now-a-days with you young whipper snappers. The pansy one in purple. I mean... just think about it. Think it over. You think you know me but... A nice young lady toying with you-- heck, that's paradise. And you don't wanna submit me to that? What a cruel, cruel world.
Oh, by the way, and that username? A-plus. Gold star. Not even old Ferret Face could think of something as clever. It's not like there's tidbits of interesting and fun trivia thrown around in banter every conceivable second, no. Just make me sound like a potato, why don't ya.
So what's this you were saying? A vacation? Yeah, yeah, I can do one of those right now. I can do one of those anytime, doll. I-- uh. Next year? Waitaminiute is that four months from now or three hundred sixty-five days from now because that's a biii-i-iig difference in how many chopped up soldier boys I have to patch up 'til then. Oh, c'mon. You've seen a whole three episodes. Even if you'd wanna put me in that little Box thingy, or the Turtle thingy, or the Happy Happy Family thingy, anywhere is better than Nowhere. Even if I have to meet that other Hawkeye that's apparently so popular now-a-days with you young whipper snappers. The pansy one in purple. I mean... just think about it. Think it over. You think you know me but... A nice young lady toying with you-- heck, that's paradise. And you don't wanna submit me to that? What a cruel, cruel world.
Oh, by the way, and that username? A-plus. Gold star. Not even old Ferret Face could think of something as clever. It's not like there's tidbits of interesting and fun trivia thrown around in banter every conceivable second, no. Just make me sound like a potato, why don't ya.
Do! It has great stuff.
yeah, she definitely just called him old. Not that he particularly minds. He's much more concerned about anything of his being described as 'graceful'. Even if it's the odd graying hairs on his head. War does funny things. But anyway! Onto much more important matters-- one hand goes to the dog tags and he holds them in front of his eyes, looking positively confused a moment. Pondering, pondering.]
I think- uh. Hmm. Huh. Yyyeah, at least that's what these things seem to say. ['Benjamin Franklin Pierce' hardly spells out his nickname. But now he lets them drop and sports a grin.] You uh... come here often? [He'd offer a private tour of the Swamp, but darnit, the damn tent's not even here.]