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i just want to say to anyone that come across this page that i did not draw these pictures. frank drew them and i was the inker. if you want to see what i can do look for liberty girl comic with mark sparacio. i did the coloring on those.
MOM:
"Honey, put your crayons and things away, now. It's time to clean up for dinner. Playtime's over."
BECKY:
"NOTHING IS OVER! NOTHING! You just don't turn it off! IT WASN'T MY WAR! You asked me, I didn't ask you!
And I did what I had to do to win! BUT SOMEBODY WOULDN'T LET US WIN!
And I come back to the world and I see all those MAGGOTS at the airport, protesting me, spitting. Calling me baby killer and all kinds of vile crap!
WHO ARE THEY TO PROTEST ME? WHO ARE THEY? Unless they've been me and been there and know what the hell they're yelling about!"
MOM:
"....You're the last of an elite group, Becky. Don't let it end like this."
BECKY:
"And I went to get a couple of beers, and the box was wired, and he opened up the box, fucking blew his body all over the place.
And he's laying there, he's fucking screaming. There's pieces of him all over me, just... like this, and I'm tryin' to pull him off, you know, MY FRIEND THAT'S ALL OVER ME!"
I've got blood and everything and I'm tryin' to hold him together! I'm puttin'... the guy's fuckin' insides keep coming out! And nobody would help! NOBODY WOULD HELP!
He's saying, sayin' "I wanna go home! I wanna go home!" He keeps calling my name! "I wanna go home, Johnny! I wanna drive my Chevy!"
I said "Why? I can't find your fuckin' legs! I can't find your legs!""
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