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☐ MS-DOS
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>in some dumbass strategy meeting
>notice a fly buzzing around
>lands on mein Fuhrer's shoulder and heinz map
>ohshizer.telegram
>mein fuhrer tells me to 'dispatch it'
>try to cut tension with some humour, we are losing after all
>say 'since it is an airborne pest, perhaps the luftwaffe adjutant should do it'
>mein Fuhrer glares at me, mouth gurning and pupils as big as schnitzel plates
>mfw im 'dispatched' to the eastern front