Caffeine Delirium A slug Dancing on a razor Where is No Time

Hodge-Podge legionnaires coughing in their sleep. Noon wake up call for the battlefield

“Where is your rifle” “Awww its fucked I think” “Well Where is it?” “I don’t know”

“Where’s your knife?” “I have this” “A fork?” “Yeeaaah, it’ll do won’t it?” “You except

To find mash potato do you? beyond this trench?” “This thing will go through anything”

“Look its already bent from you holding too tight!” “It just needs a little coaxing that’s all.”

“Fuck this, I’m going back to sleep.” Luckily the enemy was thinking the same

Thing. Some War isn’t it.