00:00 - 00:03 | There is a three mile hike in snow. |
00:04 - 00:07 | The troops will assemble and proceed up this hill. |
00:04 - 00:07 | The troops will assemble and proceed up this hill. |
00:08 - 00:12 | The vanguard will establish the elevated position. |
00:08 - 00:11 | The vanguard will establish the forward position. |
00:12 - 00:15 | Our flanks will then be fully protected. |
00:17 - 00:19 | Set up a circular defense. |
00:19 - 00:21 | Commence bringing supplies. |
00:24 - 00:26 | My Fuhrer... |
00:27 - 00:28 | The men... |
00:31 - 00:33 | The men packed grapes. |
00:34 - 00:36 | They could not make the hike. |
00:53 - 00:57 | All of you, except Keiter, Yodel and Krebs, |
00:58 - 01:00 | leave us. |
01:13 - 01:15 | MOTHER FUCKING GRAPES!!! |
01:15 - 01:18 | BACKPACKING WITH FUCKING GRAPES!!!! |
01:19 - 01:23 | Do they even know the weight of a single grape?!?! |
01:25 - 01:28 | Must not. Must not. |
01:29 - 01:31 | If they did |
01:31 - 01:34 | they would have packed raisins for sure!! |
01:34 - 01:37 | What are they thinking trying to carry a load that size? |
01:38 - 01:40 | You would need a fucking forklift!!! |
01:40 - 01:42 | My Fuhrer, grapes aren't really all that heavy. |
01:42 - 01:46 | Not heavy?!?! You are out of your mind!!! |
01:46 - 01:48 | My Fuhrer, they are super small. |
01:48 - 01:52 | Please, you would crumple under a load that size. |
01:53 - 01:54 | THEY'RE MASSIVE!!! |
01:56 - 01:57 | I once knew two horses, |
01:57 - 02:00 | together they couldn't hoof a bushel. |
02:00 - 02:03 | These fools think they can do it alone!! |
02:04 - 02:08 | If you pack that irresponsibly |
02:08 - 02:13 | how can make room for the fixings for elaborate sandwiches? |
02:14 - 02:16 | It's fucking impossible!!! |
02:17 - 02:20 | You all would probably bring quinoa and salami, |
02:20 - 02:21 | even that's better!! |
02:27 - 02:29 | What is wrong with cheese? |
02:30 - 02:34 | They could have brought three varieties of assorted cheeses. |
02:34 - 02:37 | So easy to lift. |
02:41 - 02:42 | I don't get it. |
02:43 - 02:47 | When I go hiking, I pack whiskey and potato chips!! |
02:48 - 02:53 | You should have the ability to set up a small farmers market. |
02:54 - 02:56 | There must be room for onions. |
02:56 - 02:59 | And the sauces needed to caramelize onions!! |
03:00 - 03:02 | Even that dip Karen knows that!!! |
03:04 - 03:07 | It's ok, your bitches love you. |
03:14 - 03:16 | This is now the end. |
03:19 - 03:20 | It's fitting, |
03:20 - 03:23 | the sole reason for this demise... |
03:25 - 03:26 | is grapes. |
03:31 - 03:33 | Loosen your collars gentlemen. |
03:40 - 03:46 | The worst part, is that I really love the taste of wine |
03:46 - 03:49 | and this whole thing taints it. |
03:53 - 03:56 | Taints it bad. |