sobo Posted July 19, 2008 Posted July 19, 2008 The last soldier of the Corona Army has fallen. The battle o'er, I must retreat to other fields of battle and engage the Alaskan Battallion. Should I be victorious, I shall next engage the Fat Tire Regiment. Fight ever onward, we few, we band of brothers, for he who pops a top with me this day, shall be my brother, be he ne'er so vile... ...and gentlemen in Cascadia now abed, shall think themselves accursed they were not here, and hold their manhoods cheap whilst any speaks that drank with us upon this day. Quote
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