Sonnie, let me tell you of the war.
It was the day of '54, my squad was pushing dem Aussies back to their jungled base. We had the battle won, and victory was certain. When bam, outta da jungle came Aussies, riding tank-sized spiders, wielding their death spears, yodeling their death yodel.
That death yodel would paralyze you with fear, then their tank spiders would literally rip you in half.
I lost my entire squad to the death spiders, and have been suffering from severe alcoholism to cope with the horrible sight.
It was the day of '54, my squad was pushing dem Aussies back to their jungled base. We had the battle won, and victory was certain. When bam, outta da jungle came Aussies, riding tank-sized spiders, wielding their death spears, yodeling their death yodel.
That death yodel would paralyze you with fear, then their tank spiders would literally rip you in half.
I lost my entire squad to the death spiders, and have been suffering from severe alcoholism to cope with the horrible sight.