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Hey, folks! Hey you lucky bastards on Curacao! Enjoying your drinks?
I am down here, in Bretland, in a real war. Yeeeha, I can say. I'm riding the waves so hard here, I swear.
Already got myself a trashed Pytho yesterday, but if you see what my little beauty does with those Gallic warships, you'd know it's worth it.
So... I'll just give you a few nice explosion pictures that I snapped, to prove that I am not lazy as you little bastards up there on your cosy planet on those sandy beaches.
Come down here! Leeds is great! The boys and girls in Bretonia are tough. Gotta be. Guess the weak ones are already dead of fled. Damn it, also their girls are tough cookies, I swear. Tried to bag one yesterday in a really freaked up bar on this Kusari Exile ship... after they let me out of sickbay, she punched me right in the nose. I kissed her anyway, just to make sure she got the message of that I win anyway. My ribs still hurt from her reply, and it was not from laughing.
So far from here. Hey, if you touch my surfboard, I'll rip your balls off, kay? Kay. Jamey, I see you!
See you around. Shoot some CGS for me, while I am dumping tons and tons of explosive ordnance into Gallic warships. Hey, and... not everything is totally bad here. Since I started reading the comm logs here, I found that Warrant Officer Keytie is really a cute one!
Hey, Keytie-cutie, if you read this, want to go out with me? It's just a short trip to the Taus and who cares for the Gallics that are between Leeds and Taus? Your totally are reason enough to sneak past them!
Hudson out. Gonna smoke some Synth now and have some Pinas, calm my nerves before we go out again to kick some Gaul ass.