Thursday June 2, 2005
Major Charper:Drop One to Pranger! Enemy tanks are down, repeat, enemy tanks are down.
Major Charper:You have wounded on the tarmac. I'll try to keep the house guns busy.
Steakly:Steakly here, sir. Our paycheck got. . . um. . . shot by a tank.
Captain Tagon:Kevyn, you idiot.
Colonel Pranger:Cover us. We're coming outside.
Captain Tagon:His head is fine, and that means his brain is okay. We can save him.
Colonel Pranger:If that's the brain he was using when he threw his epaulet at a tank, I'm not so sure it's okay.