Story Time

[Lt.Col. Kilgore]

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It was a hot winter day in Norwegian South Africa. The year was 2015 C.E. Orville Hitler was having the strangest day in his life. He had just gotten back from being stationed on Neptune 3 a fortnight ago yet he was already getting bothered by his old pals to rejoin the gang. The gang was a group of Chinese anarchists who wanted to overthrow the dictatorship of the Republic of Norwegian South Africa. He wasn't so sure about rejoining because he didn't like jail very much, and of course being an active anarchist puts you in danger of that.
Hitler was born in South South America in 2009 (because of gene tailoring, childhood lasts aprox. 5 minutes after being birthed.) He always had trouble because his last name was Hitler. He got picked on at school because of this. He vowed one day to join the Iraqi Peace Corps (as was the cool thing to do back then). But when he was just a 3 year old adult he had a life changing experience...

 

[Silence]

Whilst holidaying in sunny Antarctica, Orville had been walking down the street looking for places to do and things to see.
His eyes were suddenly caught by a sign reading 'Just say...Bah'.
Being of a mildly anarchist yet weak-willed disposition, Orville spoke up loudly "Bah".
For a brief moment nothing happened and Orville had just begun to reflect on the desperation of his existance when there was a loud "Spang" from behind him.
He turned swiftly, sending stabs of pain through his middle ear.
Before him was a shiny manhole cover with a poorly painted design of a walrus on it.
After glancing about the street to determine if he was being observed by more than two or three hundred people, Orville bent down to examine the cover....