tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985121092777596782.post5958180162844216218..comments2024-03-12T09:15:53.446+01:00Comments on Tiny Tin Men: Prussian empire - Flashpoint HolsteinBart Vettershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13113805481100294725noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985121092777596782.post-53750465597624864262004-11-09T09:36:04.000+01:002004-11-09T09:36:04.000+01:00Ah, but you see, sir, this was all a horrible mist...Ah, but you see, sir, this was all a horrible mistake. You see, these paratroopers were just training and mistook your peaceful village of Holstein for a training range (to be fair to them, the festivities going on at the time did result in the presence of many of your countrymen dressed in various bright colors, and might have led to the confusion when seen from the air, as they collectively bear an uncanny resemblance to the jump target at said training range). So no harm done there.<br>And that armoured column just across the hills is only coming to shop for pigs. It is well known that due to your liberal government, your state does not impose large taxes on your farmers, hence the alluringly low price of your produce.<br>Sincerely,<br>Bartholomeus Enterich<br>Adjunct to the Third Secretary to the Minister of Propaganda<br>Prussia<br>Robarteshttp://www.nirya.benoreply@blogger.com