Howdy!

hey, how the hell is it going ya fucking coward...

One day there was this Army platoon marching down the road, and some drunk ass Marine stood himself on top of this hill and decided to mock the Soldiers marching down the road.  Well, the junior Lieutenant Platoon Commander right out of West Point decided it was a matter of pride to set the scalawag straight.  "Platoon Sergeant!" the LT hollers "Send a team up that hill and retrieve that disrespectful Marine!"

The Platoon Sergeant bellows four names and they trod up over the hill after the Marine.  The Marine backs down off the crest just out of sight, and right after the four Soldiers cross over come the sounds of just an awful calamity.  After a few minutes the original Marine pops back up on the hilltop and starts making fart jokes at the LT.

"PLATOON SERGEANT!!!" Screeches the kid not a month out of college.

"SECOND SQUAD!" screams the Sergeant, "Get that Marine!"

Thirteen men in full gear tear up and over the hill like they were pressing into it, disappear over the crest and again came several minutes of an all out desperate battle.  This time one of the Soldiers came flying backwards over the crest hit the ground, and rolled down the hill bloody beaten and unconscious.

After a few seconds of silence the Marine stepped back up on the hill and started dancing like a monkey, thumbing his nose, and hooting at the LT.  Well, at this the LT just lost his shit as you can imagine, and with his voice breaking several octaves he screams "EVERY LAST DAMN ONE OF YOU BRING ME THAT SON OF A BITCH!"

Well, the entire remaining manifest of the platoon, 24 men took off hell bent over this hill except for the Lieutenant, who stood by fuming with his hands on his hips and tapping his West Point ring on his hipbone in frustration.  Once again the sounds of a fierce battle raged over this hill, and this time went on for many more minutes than before.  Finally the sounds of combat faded away as the Platoon Sergeant battered and bloody crawled over the crest and slid all the way down to the foot of the hill.  Still conscious.

"What happened Sergeant?" Demanded the Lieutenant.

"It was a trap sir," the Sergeant said, "There were two of them."