Saving Private Tootsie Page #2
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I've to spread my ass dancing till
the sunrise for sure.
Fine! It's better than being tied up.
Hell! Whatever!
Maybe I can have
the foreign beef as a treat!
Chicha, don't ask for too much
beef as they might be horny...
...and you will be in trouble.
Great! I was abstaining
for a couple of days. Stay still...
...mommy will take you out for
a special fighting session tonight!
Your fag instinct is so pouring out.
We fairies must eat men,
mustn't we?
This mama will take
two hard ones today.
Get ready to receive your garland.
Each person will get one.
Each one can give you bliss
and enrapture your mind.
Don't snatch.
Each one of you will get one.
Stop! Calm down,
I asking for a flower.
Maybe next round, this round
I will be dancing. Trust me!
Next round...
You wicked husband!
What is wrong with my peach?
You want the a**hole bad, don't you?
Forgot what you have and going...
...for something new bastard!
Go home now, you son of a b*tch!
Come! Now! Go home! What the hell
is wrong with my hot stuff?
The rest of you just keep dancing.
Don't interfere with them.
That's between husband and wife.
It's none of our business.
Get out, get out!
It's freaking late! Why the f***
do they want us to dance!
Interrogation!
Are you coming out or what?
Yes, sir.
I am sorry sir.
I don't want you. I want this one.
Where's the money?
She's going to be raped for sure.
What do you thinks, Ying?
Where is this place?
Don't know.
What? Where are you going
to interrogate me?
Don't know.
It's late. What do you want from me?
I don't know.
Oh, What's your name?
It's Yao. Hell!
Why are you asking me?
I am the interrogator.
What's your name?
I'm Somchok.
Thai women sure have
sweet-sounding name.
Somchok, right?
Are you cold?
Thanks.
I like you.
Why are you here?
I don't know. I was born with
those damn soldiers shooting my ass.
I'd to move to many places.
I don't know why the f***.
I've to be f***ed all the time.
How unfortunate!
The worse I get is being thrown
out of the house...
Bah, Why were you thrown out?
They can't accept who I am.
Why can't they accept you?
I'm a fairy.
Why the hell
do you have to be a fag?
Hey, why are you talking
to me that way?
Why are you scolding me?
You're no better.
What in the hell
are you talking about!
You talk as if queers
are a big crowd. Yeah, right!
If you're going to talk this way,
let's fight! Come!
Fine! Come now!
Base! Base!
We've spotted the helicopter
crossing our border.
We've spotted the helicopter
crossing our border.
Send the soldiers
to get rid of them.
Yes, sir.
Report to the headquarter,
report to the headquarter.
We suspect that are communicating
with Shan.
Captain.
OK. To, Noy.
Yes, sir.
Will catch up with you soon, Somchok.
Promise?
Loving while at war! Cherry,
went to get home? Hurry!
Captain!
Go! Run! Go! Hurry up.
Oh, f***!
Pakorn, take everyone and run.
Keeping my heart in the chest,
ought not true love.
Bored with changes,
it does not care and gives no hope.
It's like a person with a body,
but with no soul...
...not looking or listening.
Then you walk in,
coming in the chest.
The chest that is forever closed...
...because of the love
that is cracked...
...forgive the drunken mind.
Come share my weariness.
Come and cheer
this worthless person.
To make sure
that myself has meaning.
Please take care of Somchock.
Tis, send out the news.
We have received our stuff.
Send us the bird
as soon as possible.
"Going Home Call Base".
"Going Home Call Base".
"Going Home Call Base".
"Going Home Call Base".
We're got the merchandise.
Doctor, help us!
Sida. Our son is shot! Sida.
Hey, get the doctor.
Panglong. Panglong.
Panglong, there're people laying
an ambush and shooting.
Thais, they must have betrayed us.
Yes, they're fooling us
into talking them back...
...and now those f***ers
are hitting us from behind!
Tell our new set of comrades that...
...we're going to hunt
those renegades. Go!
He is just like me...
...but it just so happens
he is pretty. I am not pretty.
Damn me!
What a pity that
I was not born pretty!
Captain, take a look at
500 maters ahead, there is a battle.
Take a circuitous route on
the east side and back on the way.
Why the circuitous route?
We're dying just by
walking straight!
Aren't they behind?
Those are the Shan.
Then why don't we go West.
Why the hell are there so many
terrorist tribes!
Can't they just be friends!
Shut up! Your gay
tribe plays with the a**hole!
I don't belong to those gay tribes
that you're referring to.
Yeah, you're the millennium type,
you're the noble lady.
You're the type with no alliance
at all, in middle of nowhere!
What happened?
No clue!
Bug off!
Could we please stop?
Could we please stop?
Hello, everyone,
could we please stop for a little.
Many of us can't walk any longer.
I can't go on. Oh, no, I am fainting!
Oh! I am fainting.
It hurts badly.
Captain, my leg is hurt.
Sergeant Rueng. I can't go on.
Ouch, Ouch, Ouch!
OK, let's rest for 10 minutes.
Hey bro! Before we come...
...Sergeant Rueng beat the sh*t
out of couples like you.
Captain, 5 minutes should be enough.
We've to take it
to the helicopter on time.
Why?
I just gave a 10 minute order.
What is going on with you?
Those people need rest.
Comrades, go check
the road 200 maters ahead of us.
Being a straight man is fine...
why the f***...
If we can't make it to
the helicopter...
...you'll have to be a fairy ghost
guardian in this forest. FAG!
What happened?
I don't know English...
I need a rest when I am tired.
What the f***...
...does it have to do wit being gay?
Their duty
is to lead us back safely.
They must be stressed.
Whatever!
They're probably stressed about us
being flamers.
Queers are foxy with great stuff.
Try our cute hot stuff...
...and you would feel as if you were
in heaven. Try us...
Zip it! I'm nervous.
We'll leave you here alone
if you don't.
OK, if you're going to dump me
for joking around, go ahead.
not because I'm gay.
I'm also tired because of my human
constitution and why the hell...
...does Sem have to specifically
be exhausted today!
Bah! I know I am old.
But bear in mind that one day
you will be old as well.
How's that? They blame us queer.
It is wrong to be tired
only because we are gay.
They aren't cursing the old fag.
They're chastising...
...the despicable drag!
Aren't we all despicable?
You can be despicable all you want.
Leave the others.
What the hell! I didn't do anything.
Why are you scolding me?
Chicha! Shut up!
How can I shut up? Look at
the way they are talking to us!
If they don't really want
to help us, Why are they here?
OK, it looks like you have got
your strength back. Let's move on.
Sh*t! You big mouth!
We can't get any more rest.
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