Over the sounds of the courtyard they heard a familiar voice yell " TEN HUT!" " ABUT FACE!" "ALL RIGHT MAGGOTS!, FROM NOW ON YOU WILL NOT EAT, SLEEP, TALK, SHIT, OR EVEN WIGGLE YOU DICK WHITHOUT MY SAY SO!!" "FROM THIS MOMENT FORWARD YOUR SORRY ASSES ARE MINE!" a man runs up and gets in line " HOLY SHIT! AND JUST WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!?" the man yells " SIR, PRIVATE JAMES TUCKER, SIR!" "ARE YOU FUCKIN SHITTEN ME!" "AND YOU ARE LATE FOR LINE UP!! ON YOUR FACE MAGGOT!" the man gets into push up position."GIVE ME 65 UP CLAPS, FUCK FACE!!, AND DONT LET ME CATCH YOU NOT COUNTING OR I WILL PUT MY FOOT SO FAR UP YOUR ASS THAT NOT EVEN JESUS WILL BE ABLE TO GET YOU OFF!!!"