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"GET OVER HERE GENTILE"

That was my commanding officer. Eitan Eshkol was his name. Loud and abrasive, but my superior nonetheless. His words were not to be taken lightly, or his discipline would be harsher than his words. I stopped what I was doing immediately and dashed over to him, snapping to attention when I arrived next to him.

"GET OVER HERE GENTILE"

That was my commanding officer. Eitan Eshkol was his name. Loud and abrasive, but my superior nonetheless. His words were not to be taken lightly, or his discipline would be harsher than his words. I stopped what I was doing immediately and dashed over to him, snapping to attention when I arrived next to him.

I'm working on a video project right now. My church's youth group (that I'm a staff member of) is having a special event this Wednesday night. the theme is "old school video game characters". i'm really excited about this one and have put alot of thought into it. We're hosting a video game tournaments where 5 different groups play 5 different games. We're going very old school with an Intellivision, an Atari, a NES, and SNES and an old arcade game played on a Psone.

I'm working on a video project right now. My church's youth group (that I'm a staff member of) is having a special event this Wednesday night. the theme is "old school video game characters". i'm really excited about this one and have put alot of thought into it. We're hosting a video game tournaments where 5 different groups play 5 different games. We're going very old school with an Intellivision, an Atari, a NES, and SNES and an old arcade game played on a Psone.

You have got to be kidding me"

That was the first thought on my mind while I was staring down the barrell of a shotgun pointed right at my face. The shotgun was unfortunately behind held by my employer, Mr. David Nebins.

Well....I guess we could call him an ex-employer now.

"Cathal......you've got two seconds to explain to me why 10 percent of my warehouse stock is missing, and I better like the answer, or I will turn your face into swiss cheese! "

You have got to be kidding me"

That was the first thought on my mind while I was staring down the barrell of a shotgun pointed right at my face. The shotgun was unfortunately behind held by my employer, Mr. David Nebins.

Well....I guess we could call him an ex-employer now.

"Cathal......you've got two seconds to explain to me why 10 percent of my warehouse stock is missing, and I better like the answer, or I will turn your face into swiss cheese! "