Andrew raised his rifle to his head, said to his men, “Aim for this thing, fellas, you can’t go wrong”. Captain Andy pointed to the hill and shouted, “Go go, take the hill!” His men went in clusters, mowed down subsequently by the laser-machineguns of the Trabklig Army. Andrew sat there quietly, realizing his time had come. He raised the rifle again, and attempted to shoot himself to sleep. His rifle wasn’t loaded, he knew he’d be tortured by the Trabkligs if he didn’t off himself quick! So he bit down on a peanut and his deadly allergy kicked in!