"End-of-the-World" : 018 Blood Swamps

cornbread floating skull blood giant titan army tank
HQ officer: Any sign of that floating skill or big red thing, Sergeant?
Sergeant: Not yet, but rest assured we are diligently combing the blood-swamps for them.
Private: Sir, is this tank’s hull thick enough to block out radiation?
Sergeant:  You just get back to pushing buttons soldier.
Sweet merciful cornbread! We have contact.
Private: I’d say that thing’s more like a kilometre  tall
Sergeant:  You can that nancy faggot metric talk Private and start shooting.
Oh God! Airstrike!!! For the love of all things holy! AIRSTRIKE!!!

     
 
 
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