Skipper: Pop quiz troops: What can’t we trust? Kowalski shifts through his notes and shows a page to Skipper. Kowalski: Three day old, stir-fried Mung beans. Skipper: Right. What else can’t we trust? Private: (Pulling out a book on bloodthirsty badgers) Badgers? Skipper: What? Private: (Tapping the book importantly) Maybe that’s just me… Skipper: (Slightly upset) What I’m getting at is sometimes we can’t trust our own eyes. Skipper puts a blindfold on Private and grabs a wooden training sword. Skipper: What do you see, Private? Private: Black nothingness, Skipper. Skipper: Perfecto! While blind folded, Private blocks all of Skipper’s blows and disarms him. Skipper: Bravisimo, Private! Rico, show time! Rico: Yeah! Yeah! Rico regurgitates a chainsaw and advances on Skippe
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| - Skipper: Pop quiz troops: What can’t we trust? Kowalski shifts through his notes and shows a page to Skipper. Kowalski: Three day old, stir-fried Mung beans. Skipper: Right. What else can’t we trust? Private: (Pulling out a book on bloodthirsty badgers) Badgers? Skipper: What? Private: (Tapping the book importantly) Maybe that’s just me… Skipper: (Slightly upset) What I’m getting at is sometimes we can’t trust our own eyes. Skipper puts a blindfold on Private and grabs a wooden training sword. Skipper: What do you see, Private? Private: Black nothingness, Skipper. Skipper: Perfecto! While blind folded, Private blocks all of Skipper’s blows and disarms him. Skipper: Bravisimo, Private! Rico, show time! Rico: Yeah! Yeah! Rico regurgitates a chainsaw and advances on Skipper, sawing the training sword in half. Skipper: Stand down man, stand down. Rico: (Taking off his blindfold) Ta-da? Skipper: Crudely done, but I admire your moxie.
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