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Adventures of Amarillo Olson and Air Marshall Wilk |
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Campaign - Afghanistan
Search and Destroy
Osama bin laden - Chapter VIII |
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With their plane circling over the mountains of El Z Moro, Afghanistan, Amarillo Olson and Air Marshall Wilk recollected their days at the Academy. The Air Marshall was a straight A student, while Olson ranked next to last out of 435 in their class. Wilk liked to tease Olson about his lack of academic prowess, but Olson knew that Accounting was a very tough course of study, and ignored Wilk's taunts good-naturedly. Besides, Olson had a lot more fun than Wilk at school, and skipped many study halls to visit the campus foamy distillery.
Following a bumpy landing at Mazur-a-Reef,, Wilk called Olson over to discuss plans for the attack against Osama bin Laden. The Evil One was thought to be holed up in the basement of Mousoff Illegetsome's Laundry, near the airport. Wilk's plan called for the Karaoke Rangers to storm the laundry, while singing off-key and clanging garbage pail lids with their swords. At the same time Wilk's air squad would drop flaming cowpies into the establishment, spreading a horrific aroma, to distract the Taliban. The time of the attack was set for 12 PM midnight, Afghanistan time.
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The Legendary
Amarillo Olson
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The Somewhat Legendary
Air Marshall Wilk |
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At that very moment, clear across the globe, Charlotte Olson paced the bedroom in the home of Amarillo Olson. She could not believe Olson had escaped from his bindings. While cleaning up the room, Charlotte discovered a note that had fallen out of Olson's pocket. It was a message from Rita the Redhead, the local tramp, to Amarillo Olson, and had been delivered by private courier. The message invited Olson to leave the lovely Charlotte Olson and travel with Rita to the beaches of Florida, leading a life of drinking and debauchery. Charlott's heart sank at the thought she might lose her beloved Amarillo to the town floozie. She knew well his on-going wish to retire to a tent, drink beer, and look at girls on the beach. She should have know better, for Amarillo was true-blue, beneath his fun-loving appearance.
Back in Mazur-a-Reef, the karaoke-singing Olson Rangers dug in for the attack on Osama bin Laden, beneath a sultry moon and cloudless skies. They could hear the thunder of Wilk's air squad, far to the east, and the sound was deafening. The Air Marshall uttered a volleyof oaths and curses as he gave the signal to drop his aromatic load on the Illgetsome Laundry, with his target well in range.
Serious explosions rocked the ground as Olson's Rangers, their garbage pail lids clanging, followed the charge of the corybantic Amarillo Olson. Flames hurled skyward amiddst a smell so foul that Bruce the Wonder Horse retched in disgust. Olson and the Rangers knocked doors down, infiltrated windows and donned gas-masks, as surprised Taliban reached their hands for the sky. Osama bin Laden was not among them. |
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Olson's School of Luvin |
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Campaign- Afghanistan Search and Destroy Osama bin Laden Chapter I |
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