Gravy took a slug and passed the bottle to me.

"Fuck those commie ass-wipes."

"Fuck them!"

"How dare they try to kill us?!"

"Seriously! What did we ever do to them?!"

"Well yeah, I mean, we each killed a bunch of them, but besides that what did we ever do them?!"

"Right! Fuckers!"

Nearby a mortar exploded. 

I took a drink and handed the bottle back to Gravy.

"Here's looking up your address!"

Gravy laughed.