10-28-2008, 05:03 AM
"The last soldier that tried to take a cigarette from me didn't make it back to base." He warned lowly, her voice echoing through his pounding head, "the only reason I'm not gonna leave ya to whatever we're fightin', is 'cause I need a fireteam Medic."
He really wasn't in a mood for talking, and the pounding in his head that seemed to echo didn't help his case. He checked his watch, to see when the other soldiers would be arriving.
"Five minutes..." he muttered to himself.
He really wasn't in a mood for talking, and the pounding in his head that seemed to echo didn't help his case. He checked his watch, to see when the other soldiers would be arriving.
"Five minutes..." he muttered to himself.
The last mutt standing.
The one and only, Cowboy from Hell.
******
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I reach the other side,
I can show him what it feels like to die.
I can show him what it feels like to die.
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I'm cast out of the skies,
I can shoot the Devil right between the eyes.
