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In battle there is no fiercer unit as the Scots - we are definately professionals! Except for that chappy next to the 1st Sergeant... NOW WAIT JUST ONE COTTON PICKIN' MINUTE! What's he aiming at, a duck? No more rum ration for THIS lad! |
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Thanks, MSS |
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Against such whithering fire from our rifles, what can the stoutest and best armed unit do but run away? |
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And those few times that it would appear we are outgunned, we call in Ray and his "flying artillery", complete with a genuine WW2 Soldier and genuine coconut! |
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So it is! |
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Our ferocity on the field is only equaled by our seriousness and devotion to authenticity in camp! Ain't that right, Duncan? |
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Although some of us have been known to pretend it's 50 years earlier than it really is, and run off to play red-coat... |
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So join the 79th New York today! After all, what is there really to loose? |
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Join Now! |
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