GW: Fuck, it's cold out here.
S: Sir, we're almost at the New Jersey shore.
GW: Great! Don't shoot until you see the whites of their eyes! Haha, I'm so glad I came up with that.
S: Actually, it was William Prescott --
GW: SO... Let's have a contest. For every redcoat you kill, you get the NEW dollar with my picture on it.
S: Actually, sir, I don't have shoes.
GW: Why do you have to steal my thunder? Fuck. Where's that historian? Nix that part. And uh... Say that the British loved to shit on babies.
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