CITAT (AndreasBlomquist @ 03-11-2005, 23:40)
- Smell that? You smell that?
- What?
- Napalm, son. Nothing in the world smells like that.
- I love the smell of napalm in the morning. You know, one time, we had a hail bomb. And for five hours, I walked up. We didn't find one of them, not one stinking dink body. The smell, you know, that gasoline smell, smells like... victory.
Apocalypse: Now
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