When you leave ladies my island, when you survive novice training... you a weapon will be, will be you a minister of death and will prays for war. Only until that day are you vomit! You are the lowest form of life on earth. You are not even man screwing bes! You are moped nothing then unorganized grabasstic piece of amfibische! Because I am harden, you of me will not hold. But the lake hate will learn you me, the lake you. I am hard, but I am fair! There is no raciaal fanaticism here! I do not look down on niggers, sound, wops or greasers. Here you are all as much as value lynx! And my orders must all not-computerkraker remove that the equipments do not pack up in my geliefd Corps to serve! Understand you maggots that?
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