(execution squad)
Chief soldier: You have been charged with conspiracy of manslaughter, and have been sentenced to death by adrenaline-induced heart-attack. Lieutenant, prepare the adrenaline injection.
Lt: The what, sir?
Chief: The needle, prepare the needle.
Lt: Umm, I don’t think I have it. I thought we were just going to shot him, or hang him or feed him to lions or something.
Chief: No. His sentence is heart attack, and we have a duty to up hold it. Do you have anything to cause a hear attack.
Lt: like what, sir?
Chief: I don’t know; a big dipper roller coaster or something.
Lt: No on my person, no sir.
Chief: A bacon and egg salad sandwich, perhaps.
Lt: I don’t think that’s enough on its own, sir.
Chief: I guess your right. Well, we’ll just have to do this the old fashioned way.
(set about making faces going “boo” at the prisoner, from all angles and all styles)
Chief: Hmm, heart of steel this one.
Lt: Sir, I’m no medical man I know, but usually the heart is that prone to heart attack to, well, late fifties at least.
Chief: Oh. Well, I guess we have a long wait.
(the sit down in the grass)
Lt: Are you sure we can’t just stab him with a stick or something?
Chief: No.
end