Piet elbowed Frits on his arm "Sorry cap, where did you get that beer?"
"Want one Piet?" Koos asked and took a beer out of his cooler.
"Well this day just got much better" Piet said happily taking the beer and cracking it.
"So, you ram turs hey?" Koos continued, Piet nodded drinking.
"Well, we're going to need a loose cannon for this one, you won't believe me if I told you we used artillery on hyenas last night?"
Piet laughed "Fucksakes! That must have made quite a fokkin splash hey!? Here I thought I was the crazy one?"
"No jokes boet, those were some big fokkin mutts" Frits said.
"Attention!" The sergeant major said returning with a tall man in jungle camouflage "This is Quintin Trueno, he will be the man you'll escort into Angola"
"Oh!? So were babysitters now!?" Piet asked.
"That's what I said!" Koos bellowed.
"Shutup! Nobody asked you to shoot fokkin hyenas with artillery! Now get it done!" The man said and left mumbling to himself.
