Red Spy Posted:

Zat know it all cow herder? Flizy laborer? Feh!

I spit on his corpse. Who brings toys to a gun fight? And zey are so easily broken. Like his neck.

Build some more of your little guns, engineer. No place you can teleport will keep you safe from me!

Take a bath Frenchy, that there cloaking device couldn’t fool a greenhorn tinkerer with a stink like that. At least you got plenty of pit cheese to go with that whine. By the way, come zombie Armageddon, you’ll find a zombie doesn’t give two licks as to what disguise you’re wearing, and he’s got no problem turning your brain into a buffet, knife in the back or not.