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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 9:02 pm
by munsi
During the war, I was part of an elite group, tasked with sabotaging the supply lines of the enemy.

We did good work, I think, we aided the effort in a way that was invaluable, but we never quite got along personally. We were dicks to one another, basically.

I was a dick to everyone else, basically.

We don’t keep in contact much, the lads from my platoon and I.

I’m not sure they’d want to hear from me, though I’m sure if I did call they’d at least be civil.

But even so, I burned a lot of bridges…

Re: Sabotage

Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2015 11:23 am
by SpareInch
Oh, for goodness sake!

Burned a lot of bridges, indeed.

Some folks shouldn't be let near a word processor.


Nice one :D

Re: Sabotage

Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2015 10:34 am
by munsi
Thanks! I apologize for none of my puns, but I do like when they're acknowledged :P

Re: Sabotage

Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2015 2:07 am
by Schreiber
^ "Luckily, we made amends with one another, but only with the help of another elite squadron of saboteurs dedicated to stealing the enemy's lumber-chopping tools and stashing them in secret underground caches."

Re: Sabotage

Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2016 2:46 pm
by SpareInch

The real shock came when we rummaged through their small arms. It turned out that all their muskets had been rifled.

(Oh yes. Three can play that game.( :P