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*wtnv theme plays*
I gotta say, these would make superb wtnv fortune cookies.
Sergeant Stubby, so named for his lack of a tail, was a stray pitbull found wandering Yale campus by some soldiers there during drill.
"He learned the bugle calls, the drills, and even a modified dog salute as he put his right paw on his right eyebrow when a salute was executed by his fellow soldiers."
He was smuggled into WW1 by a soldier, and allowed to stay when he saluted the man who would later become his commanding officer.
He was sent to the trenches where he was under constant enemy fire for over a month. He was wounded in the leg by a German hand grenade, sent to a hospital to convalesce, then returned to the front lines…
After being wounded in a gas attack, Stubby developed such a sensitivity that he would run and bark and alert the other soldiers of incoming gas attacks AND artillery attacks precious seconds before they occurred, saving countless lives. A canine early warming system.
He would go into no man’s land, find wounded men, shouting in English, And stay with them, barking, until medics arrived.
He once captured a German spy.
The spy, mapping out Allied trenches, tried to call to Stubby, but Stubby got aggressive and then chased down and attacked the spy when he attempted to flee, allowing Allied soldiers to capture him.
For this he was awarded the rank of Sergeant- the first dog to do so.
After helping the Allies retake Château-Thierry in France, Sergeant Stubby was sewn a uniform by the women of the town, on which to wear his many medals.
He went on to meet multiple Presidents, dignitaries and ambassadors and become the mascot of Georgetown University football.
There is nothing about this that is not magical.
i always put this on before i steal your girl
Jason: The first time I worked with Dobby, I said, “Where’s Dobby gonna be? Where should I look?” They went, “Well, wherever you look, that’s where we’ll put him.” So we’re up on a little platform for me to walk down and I would swing my leg viciously and as I went down the steps, I went … with the cane like that.
So Chris goes, “Cut. Okay, great. You slip or something?” And I went, “No, no, no. No, I just kicked Dobby down the stairs.” And he went, “Really?” He said, “What was the thing with the cane?” I said, “When he tried to get up, I bashed him on the head.” He went, “Cool.”
When he tried to get up, I bashed him on the head.
i thought this was gonna be another description of how dan adlibbed that line in this scene. but this is so much better!!!
OH THANK GOD
LOST MY SHIT AT DEADPOOL
WASNT INTERESTED IN REBLOGGING TILL I SAW THE DEADPOOL ONE OMFG
for some reason i thought both of these were the same post and i sat for awhile trying to figure out which ice cream face was the weak bitch
I SPENT A GOOD TWO MINUTES TRYING TO FIGURE OUT THE SAME THING BEFORE I READ THE CAPTION FUCK
o yea the 90s. the 90s were great. fuckin sick. raw as hell. learning how to speak. crying for no reason. shitting in my diaper