Sarge pulled me aside today to thank me for being a team player, and that he couldn't say that for anyone else.
What happened to the pretty French girls when the Nazis lit out of Paris? Hey, a girl needs stockings and chocolate. I have a sick mother and I have to feed her somehow. Ow! My hair! Please don't leave me tied to the Pont Neuf! Didn't you see me singing La Marseillaise last week at Rick's? Vive la France!
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