"Whoa, whoa. Hang on there sir, he's filling the damn form in. Give him eight seconds, or so."
Eugen's pistol appeared in his hand, and his fired a round into the floor between the recruit's feet.
"Answer the man damnit! You think we have time for your games in the Revolution? Comrade, I think he's a spy!"
"A SPY?!" Roared the Commissar, pulling another pistol from beneath his coat.
"Must be a spy! Just look at him!" As Kirill opened his mouth to deny the accusations, Eugen picked him up by the shirt, then tossed him to the ground into a pool of blood.
"Drown in the dreams of those capitalist dogs you call friend, spy!"
Jack Handey Wrote:I can picture in my mind a world without war, a world without hate. And I can picture us attacking that world, because they'd never expect it.
