So, I've been put in command of a regiment of Drookian Fenguard. Frankly, it's a bit of a nightmare. How do you deal with Carlyle? How do you get her to follow orders? Bloody barbarians, running around without knickers, drunk out of there minds...I've just about had it! How do I earn there respect?
Learn to spell ‘their’ just for starters. Or spell it worse. Maybe they’re into that. But hey, here’s me assuming they can read at all. I know they can barely talk.
Stow it, Boddicker.
Okay, if you’re in command, then you’re probably not a Commissar so you can’t necessarily just go around shooting them or beating them. Which, technically you could from just their uniform violations alone.
But you know. That’s not gonna help. They’ll probably just tear you apart. Hell ,might push them over the line. Make them go savage. Ruinous. Bestial.
Noo hauld oan, doctur. Nae drookian woods dae ‘at! We main be bawdy an’ lood but we’re soldiers ay th’ emperur!
Well, both Clan McDougal and Clan Elliott went berserk after persistently defying their commander.
Weel, ye shoods ken, saw anes, clan Carlyle better than either ay those milk skitin’ grox shaggin’ disloyal bastards.
[subject does a slight knowing smile at the camera]