All right, gentlemen. We’ve all been briefed. We’ve all been trained.

Now it’s time to get out there and show ‘em what this tank crew is capable of. But first, we need to check out the tunes.

\PFC Richards, what’s on your iPod? Metallica, Pantera, Ice Cube, The Prodigy, okay, we’re saving that one for once the shooting starts. Nice mix, Richards.

Private Donner, you’re up next! What’s on your mix, soldier? 80s hits, huh? Well, that might be good party music, let’s save that for the way home. But can you delete that Taco song? No, it’s not an order, I just hate that song. Excellent, thank you, Private.

Corporal Peterson, front and center! Tori Amos? Fiona Apple? The new Miley Cirus? Corporal, what’s the meaning of this? You had the Miley Cirus album and you’d didn’t tell me immediately?

Eyes front, soldier! Richards, put this man’s iPod on shuffle immediately! When the enemy hears us coming, they’ll know we just can’t wait to see them again, and that will give us a psychological advantage. Now move out! Wait, wait, do it right when she drops in the vocals, that’ll be cooler.

Wear this shirt: to show the world you’ve got brass ones.

Don’t wear this shirt: if you’re not going to say Tanks. We don’t care for rude people.

This shirt tells the world: “You can’t read music? Well, then, you’ll never know what the song is. Try to better yourself, you slob.”

We call this color: If Music Be The Sound Olive Play On

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