*crate lands* Sergent: HOLY SHIT!! A CRATE! PRIVATE! Go get that crate.
Private: yes sir! *goes to crate and opens it* uh.... Sarge? *pulls out crayons* *Sergent sees crayons* Sergent: Hq must have gotten the package mixed up with toddler squad!
Durr hurr, we should custom our doods and call our selfs soopid shyt and make our own stoopid guns. Do you morons know how incredibly hard it is to do these things? Go to school, Get a degree. Ya block heads... >_>
You know what would be cooler than a wolve wearing combat helmet and killing zambies with a katana thats on fire? An alterbate storyline, were you can decide what brought our futuristic soldier to this hostile planet... just a thought
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