“There were simply a great many factors to consider,” Fillmore whined. “I think it very unkind-“
“Close that mouth of yours, before I close it for you!” Lincoln checked the magazine in his assault rifle and nodded grimly.
“We’ll show them morning in America!”
“Stow it, Ronnie-come-lately!” Washington snapped. “You want a ‘cold war,’ try freezing your bollocks off in Valley Forge.” He lifted a flamethrower out of its case with a certain gleam in his eyes. “Now this… this would have been of great use.”
“Gentlemen,” Lincoln said, stashing a pistol in his hat. “Let us do this thing.”
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