in the next war, we will bury the dead in cellophane. the host shall come packaged in every k ration. the host shall come packaged in every k ration. every man shall be provided with a small but perfect archbishop spellman, which shall be self inflatable. (courtesy of air reduction. opened - closed - previous - opened - closed -) you don't need to repeat this. there is not any ceremony anymore. everyone is gone and you say this out loud to yourself: you are alone at the time and the time now is always. always was a word you used in promises. it is valueless. all officers, warrant officers and enlisted man will be provided with a copy of their own true love that they will never see again all these copies will be returnable through the proper channels.