are you one too?
and what do you see in that?
i see.
and do you think it's brave getting trench foot and syphilis, eating another ration of spoiled frank and beans out of a dented can?
yeah, that wouldn't be much fun, would it?
parts of it were kind of fun though. i got separated from my platoon and lived for two weeks in the forest of the ardennes living off what i could kill. i felt very close to the land.
the real kicker was moving those cutouts of tanks around. the thought we had a whole regiment over there, but it was just a couple of us and those hollywood props.
you're damned right. we practically won the thing right there. now this is more like it. anyone care to place a wager on the table?
you're never been to a french whorehouse, i take it.