“All right that’s all for today you pussies.” said the Serge after a grueling exercise. “Any questions?”
Alice raised up her hand.
“Yes?”
“Can you stop calling us that Serge?”
He narrowed his eyes. “What do you mean?”
“What I do mean Serge is that name you are calling us is an offensive name especially to me since I am a woman. Not only that, we are technically not pussies since we are able to survive your bullsh*t for the past three weeks. So calling us that name is uncalled for. I mean, don’t you have any shame?”
They stared at her in horror because no one and I should emphasize again, no one had ever talked to Sergeant Darth like that. I mean he is the epiphany of evil in the Military Base. A sadist. A torture.
Yet Alice seemed unfazed about her rant. Even when the Serge looked her in the eye.
“In that case, what should I call you?” he asked.
“Anything but pussies.” Came the reply.
“Wrong! You all are still my pussies.”
“In that case Serge, you are my d*ck.”
Everyone gasped at that. Even the sadistic Sergeant Darth was shocked.
“TWO HUNDRED PUSHUPS!”
They all groaned.
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