This doesn't have to do with my other blog, but it's written in the same format. I had this flash of an idea and this is what came out:


After an eventful battle.

Captain: What are you smiling about soldier?

Soldier: We won, cap't. They're dead, and the one's that ain't are gunne be.

Captain: Is that so?

Soldier: Yes sir.

Captain: What do you see there soldier?
:: Points to dead body, opposing army::

Soldier: I see a dead muther fucker cap't
:: Begins to chuckle::

Captain: ::Emotional punch, soldier on back::
::Raise voice::
What do you see soldier?

Soldier: ::Confused::

Captain: ::Screaming::
This! This is all of us! We're all, already dead mother fuckers with lead and pistols!
:;Breathing hard::
Walking dead, killing. Doing the devils work 'cause some congressman, some president - No, 'cause some real sick mother fucker told us to. There is no such thing as winning soldier, only more killing. Were just playing a politicians game; a battle royal. The last men standing get a metal and an applause. Well, do you know the difference between that dead muther fucker and the survivors is? The metal.