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[southbiochem]

[Jovial]

Book o the Wing, The Mech-egg 55:89

"...and the enemy soliders were poached before they could advance..."

[Bowyn Aerrow]

Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
"Forward, the Light Brigade!
"Charge for the guns!" he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

[trialbyerror]

(Ad lib)

And my guns roared
Until all where dead,
The vultures worling overhead,

I emerged victorious yet again....

(You now may applause, quietly please, it is 05:00 on Sunday morning)

[Bowyn Aerrow]

"Forward, the Light Brigade!"
Was there a man dismay'd?
Not tho' the soldier knew
Someone had blunder'd:
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

[southbiochem]

we don't need no water let the motherfucker burn....

[Bowyn Aerrow]

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.

[Jovial]

Book of the Wing, The Mech-egg 66:123

“…and the Great Mech-eggs threw the enemy out of the ward on their quiche-ster…”

[Jovial]

Book of the Wing, The Mech-egg 66:123

“…and the Great Mech-eggs threw the enemy out of the ward on their quiche-ster…”

[trialbyerror]

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.

Soos ek nou net ge-se^