Oh I'm alright, it's only a flesh wound. But clearly, me and my retarded students need more range time and practice! Funny how the boys go to pot when shooting manly rifles rather than the poodle shooters, mouse guns, and so forth!
Are any of you lot sober enough to pull a bullet out of my arse this fine Friday night? While I await the surgeons - the rest of you settle in and enjoy some proper rifle instruction from our good friend - Private McKenzie.
Okay - I NEED a tam like that.
And if any of you slack jaw faggots make any rude jokes
about it - you'll get a bayonet in your gizzard
for your troubles!