Originally Posted by
Raype
Alright, but just once more *squints*
Yes, I suppose it was about...oh...10 years ago now *puffs pipe* I was being held prisoner by the krauts. Fortunately for me this was back before all that high tech super flib flab you youngins are on with these days. I simply used a knife I fashioned from my dinner tray to stab a guard when he came to check up on me.
*squints* I believe his name was heinrich. Not a bad fellow, mind ye, but I suppose that's the way things go when war breaks out.
Anyway, as I was saying, I grabbed his gun and headed out into the corridor. Next thing I know, there was Mr. Hitler hisself wearin' some kinda newfangled robo supersuit or somesuch. Boy we fought for hours, his bullets whizzing past my ears, mine bouncing off his reinforced super titanium gold plated whatchacallit. Finally one o' my bullets hit him right in the eye and he went down like a french hooker on a scotsman.
Then I sat back and watched the credits *puffs on pipe*
So many lives lost that day.
And deads too. Those poor zombies probably had children.
But I suppose it could just as easily be my heavily pixelated corpse lying in that big blue corridor.
