Rene, I do not wish to weary you, but I recognize some of those purple. They are German Ginerals. They are pissing themselves off as posants.[noting the plan has been cocked up]
Press the plinger and direct the nizzle at the muddle of the fear.
I am sorry that I am lit, but I had to wick curfully down the stroot because I have five fit of fuse wound round my log, and detonators dingling down my troosers.[announcing he has brought the explosives for the safe]
Hole Hotler!
Good die to you.