COMM ID: Jack 'Sidewinder' Tar
SUBJECT: Dem' recent things.
LOCATION: Ouray Base, Colorado.
Well, what in tarnation was dat durned hacker doin' spoutin' his junk all over our comms. I'll be durned if I'm gunna be lettin' that happen no more.
Durnit, I know you geeks can be a-hearin' dis so I gunna say it straight. We dun' like you, an' we dun be likin yer hispanic allies neither. Dem be bringin' dat dirty drug an' forcin it on dem true libertonian youth, an' dat be wrong YA HEARS ME!
Anyways. I dun be makin' many o' these ol' broadcasts much lately, an' I though' it'd be a durned good time t' be a-doin' it.
We only gun foun' oursel's a whole bunch o' new zeener pilots, dem Xeno Guard boys be pretty durned talanted... Anyways, just givin' dem a lil' hello.
Now today we had oursel's a right lil' ol' ruckus in California. Well we turned up dere only cus some Bretonian liner wat we was supposed to be hijackin' never durned turned up. So we foun' oursel's at a bit o' a loose end. I rallied up dem boys an' took dem all out fer a bit o' fun shootin' at dem windows on Ol' Willard research station.
Soon enough dem Navy Flyboys showed demsel's an we spanked 'em righ tha way back to dem mothers.
I gots maself three of dem wid ma own guns.
Anyway. If I sees dat durned hacker comin' on ma screen agin, I'm gunna hunt down his durned pityful self, an' gut him like a lil' fish.