PUBLISHING BECAUSE GENERATION KILL IS A++++++++ EVERYONE SHOULD GO WATCH IT
oh my god fanni you are in luck generation kill is one of the most consistently fantastic fandoms. like, i don’t think i’ve encountered another fandom this quality.
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Evan Wright (Generation Kill)
are you ok?
LT’s boys are eating some weird-ass meat over there. It’s like Jeffrey Dahmer’s picnic. Makes you appreciate shit.
And I know you’re mad at the battalion. Because as you know, I’ve been talking to you, and I’ve heard you. And I know you’re angry. I know you’re angry that the supply truck was burned and you don’t have that food to eat. You told me this, and I heard you. But you shouldn’t be angry at your command. If you’re angry at your command, then you’re saying it was our fault that the supply truck was burned. But we didn’t burn the supply truck. The enemy burned the supply truck. They took your food from you. That’s the important thing to remember…
hbo war: band of brothers, generation kill & the pacific
"Walt," Ray says, "Walt. Walt."
Walt keeps working at his desk, recalibrating curves and letting the simulation run again for the fiftieth thousandth time. He swears he feels more like a trained monkey than a physicist with a PhD sometimes.
"Walt," Ray repeats and scoots with his rolly chair all the way over to Walt’s desk.
"Did you see the email I sent you?"
"The one with five Cracked articles?" Walt asks, never looking away from his computer screen and fighting the urge to groan when the simulation encounters an error and ends early, "Or the reddit one? Either way, I didn’t click on any of them."
"Bro, you are missing out on a good AMA," Ray says, hijacking Walt’s mouse and forcing him to scoot over, "This chick boned her brother and got pregnant."
"That’s like," Walt says, "Every AMA."
"Shh," Ray says as he pulls up a video, “No, Walt, feast your virgin eyes on this motherfucker.”
"…" Walt says.
"I’m gonna get one," Ray says, "Think I could sneak it past security?"
"Brad isn’t gonna know what hit him," Ray crows and loads up reddit on Walt’s computer. Walt lets him look at pictures of baby animals for all of fifteen minutes before kicking him off to do some actual work.
Whoever is unjust, let him be unjust still. Whoever is righteous, let him be righteous still. Whoever is filthy, let him be filthy still. Listen to the words long written down, When the man comes around.