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In a war, the only way to heroism is to kill. You must kill hundreds of men and women, innocents and monsters, adults and children. You must kill them with bullets, with nerve gas, with bombs, with napalm. You must not show remorse. And you must always, always seek to kill more.

-Colonel Alexei Demidov

-That is useless indeed, two females mating...it has no point at all, no offspring...however, further funding for study of love is still required.

-Kzjaaek

-“Shut up, Janet,” said Sam. “She’s a yellow Commie, she doesn’t have a goddamn mind...”

-Sam Hall

A giant Yuri appeared, holding a nuclear bomb.

“They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care, they sought it with forks and hope, they threatened its life with a railway-share, they charmed it with smiles and soap!” he sang, dancing with the nuclear bomb, which had sprouted long, shapely legs.

“Who wants a bucket of instant sunshine?” he said happily.

-A dream

the dykes made it ingeresting

-A reader of "A Blood Red Sky"