Anonymous Report This Comment Date: September 09, 2006 02:24PM
that is so cool lmao...
duane Report This Comment Date: September 09, 2006 02:37PM
baby George S. Patton,
Now, I want you to remember that no bastard ever won a war by dying for his
country. He won it by making the other poor dumb bastard die for his country.
Men, all this stuff you’ve heard about America not wanting to fight, wanting
to stay out of the war, is a lot of horse dung. Americans traditionally love to
fight. All real Americans love the sting of battle. When you were kids, you all
admired the champion marble shooter, the fastest runner, the big league ball
player, the toughest boxer. Americans love a winner and will not tolerate a
loser. Americans play to win all the time. I wouldn’t give a hoot in hell for
a man who lost and laughed. That’s why Americans have never lost and will
never lose a war. Because the very thought of losing is hateful to
Americans.
Now, an Army is a team. It lives, eats, sleeps, fights as a team. This
individuality stuff is a bunch of crap. The bilious bastards who wrote that
stuff about individuality for the Saturday Evening Post don’t know anything
more about real battle than they do about fornicating.
We have the finest food and equipment, the best spirit and the best men in the
world. You know, by God I actually pity those poor bastards we’re going up
against. By God, I do. We’re not just going to shoot the bastards, we’re
going to cut out their living guts and use them to grease the treads of our
tanks. We’re going to murder those lousy Hun bastards by the bushel.
Now, some of you boys, I know, are wondering whether or not you'll chicken out
under fire. Don't worry about it. I can assure you that you will all do your
duty. The Nazis are the enemy. Wade into them. Spill their blood. Shoot them in
the belly. When you put your hand into a bunch of goo that a moment before was
your best friend's face, you'll know what to do.
Now there’s another thing I want you to remember. I don’t want to get any
messages saying that we are holding our position. We’re not holding anything.
Let the Hun do that. We are advancing constantly and we’re not interested in
holding onto anything except the enemy. We're going to hold onto him by the nose
and we're going to kick him in the ass. We're going to kick the hell out of him
all the time and we're gonna go through him like crap through a goose.
There’s one thing that you men will be able to say when you get back home. And
you may thank God for it. Thirty years from now when you’re sitting around
your fireside with your grandson on your knee and he asks you what did you do in
the great World War II, you won’t have to say, "Well, I shoveled shit in
Louisiana."
Alright now, you sons-of-bitches, you know how I feel. Oh, and I will be proud
to lead you wonderful guys into battle – anytime, anywhere.
Shit, I crapped my pants!
Thats all.
BlahX3 Report This Comment Date: September 09, 2006 05:07PM
I love that speech!