Well, well, well....
I see our favorite, Hanoverian rodent has been riffling through my army documents again. It is so very hard to keep things hidden from such an inquisitive creature.
Check out the hair! Oh, if you only knew the truth of it. Back in the day
(such a very long time ago), a photo was taken of me in my All Star Baseball uniform. The hair protruding from beneath my cap was not much unlike the hair bestowed upon me in Der Ratte's most recent graphic.
Of course, there are Junior High yearbook photos that are similar.
But then I ran into my High School Baseball coach who liked his players to have hair about 3 mm long....
He also enjoyed watching you run until "he got tired". As he was normally just standing around, it took quite a lot of 'our' running to maximize 'his' fatigue.
I must say, General Guegan, with French women such as the one you had sing for me, I might even be enticed to defect....
What's that you say? She is actually from the Colonies??
Well then, it is patently obvious that I should have been spending more time fighting to retain the King's sovereignty over them.
Thank you, gentlemen, one and all for your well wishes! Each is very much appreciated, and will always continue to be so, at least, and until, Helga hands me the bar tab generated by your revelry.
Cheers, gentlemen, to one and all! Today we drink, for tomorrow we may die, or in the case of the French officers, shipped to Iberia. Such are the hazards of our chosen profession.
NWC
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