Heinrich Von Bastard:
Hmmm.... I wonder how deep this is?
Sureis dark down here... If only I had some light, I could try to shoot these ropes off without spaying myself.
Losing track of time... how long has it been? I miss Armagnac... and beer... and French boobies.
Still it’s very tranquil... or at least it would be if my feet didn’t itch like trench-foot.
Hang on, what’s this? Alright I’m saved.