(Have no idea if I should make this a one-shot of not)
"It's Valentine's day!" Private yelled cheerfully. "...well tomorrow."
At the middle of the room, Skipper just rolled his eyes. "Private, what's so great about that?"
"It's a dag about ♥'s, and love, and...♥'s! I can't wait!" he said, "Who knows, maybe [1]you'll[/1] find a datum Skippa'!"
"Private, No. I'm not ever, ever, EVER! going to datum again!" he yelled. "I'm not even sure love exist anymore."
"Skipper, Love does exist," zei Kowalski, "It's inside our bodies. Which is located somewhere in the circulatory system."
"You too Kowalski?"...
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