Anyway I went back and signed up for the Cal 100. One hundred men selected for their shooting and riding skills who paid their own way back to the States and became Company A of the 2nd Massachusetts Cavalry. Do our part to put down Johnny Reb. But they found out I can't ride, and I found out people would be shooting at me, so I came back.
I really just want to play in the band anyway.
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At least you're on the right side for once.
Cool hat.
Lookin' good, Yankee Doodle.
Get your iron shod boot on the Confederate neck and don't step off. Give my regards to Atlanta, and remember to pillage before you burn.
They need the pipes to see them properly into the line.
Hoots!
pillage before you burn
Pillage, then burn. Pillage, then burn. OK boss.
Uh...when do we ravage?
Ravage before you pillage. So, ravage, pillage, burn, in that order.
No, no, no. If you ravage first, you won't have the energy to pillage. You'll just want a drink, a cigarette, and a nap. Pillage,ravage, then burn, and bring a little ravage with you for the road.
:D
and really, who doesn't like a man in uniform?
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