“Lt. General Mbhata, Sah! Reporting for duty, Sah!”

“At ease boy, gatha your thoughts and load your rifle, tomorrow we march”

“If I may, Sah! Are we going to break the shackle of our people and set them free?”

“Wha- ! I will hit you where you stand boy! Don’t be foolish and stupid boy. No, tomorrow we take what is ours.”

“But from who…. Sah!”

“The locals, they may have drums, but we have guns”

“But…. They are our people, our family”

“Don’t say anotha word, or I’ll court marshal you!”

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“Hello, hello, calling all frog-pedes of our great nation, something is amiss, we need digging… we need sauce, over over”