Heyo!
It's episode 16, everybody!
Granny Games episode 16,
in the
fiery jungles of Vietnam.
- where I have many a memory.
I thought I heard one of those sneaky little vermin back here
but I guess I was wrong.
I'd like to entitle this little ditty
the "artillery episode."
The handheld artillery episode.
We're about to take Charlie down!
We're about to send Charlie right to his maker!
Yes, indeed.
Me kill you long time.
And it's not even 5 dollars for me, honey.
Uh huh.
Uh huh, that's why it's called the "artillery episode."
Yep, I'd like to tell you all about how it was back in my day.
Yep, we pretty much spent most of our time on farms.
Like this one, except without all the palm trees.
And where I came from some farms really didn't have any dirt.
The whole pet rock fad had a whole new meaning.
Of course it wasn't a fad for us.
And we killed Joe.
Yep.
Ol' Joe is resting in pieces now.
Oh my!
It really toasted their marshmallows up, didn't it?
Uh huh, there's the ammo.
Oh my, two machine gunners up there.
I'm glad I'm on our team.
[bullets strike nearby]
Who's doing that?
Where's that coming from?
- just find the range -
Kaboom!
Just trying to give him some choices
when it comes to pooping.
Cuz they'll have more than one choice of where it comes out after I'm done with em.
Yep, you don't mess with Granny.
Mm hmm.
Welp, that pretty much took care of him.
Poor fella.
Alright, taking B point.
[bullets land nearby]
Ohhh!
Poor little Joe is killed again.
Yep, the whole point of spotting is to find the range.
Oh wow, who did we kill this time?
Oh, we killed Joe again!
The third time.
That poor little weenie.
Just gotta keep the pressure on em.
Excellent!
The rice farm is in United States hands!
Do some really long range work over here.
Uh huh.
Can't even see where it's coming from.
Got some new ammo up here on the roof here.
300 meters.
And there we go.
[imitates sound of artillery shell approaching and impacting]
Did I kill him?
Are they dead?
Hmm.
Yeah, 300 meters.
Hey! Two kills, 273 and 278 meters away!
Feel my wrath from 300 molasses away!
My geriatric wrath!
Wow.
That's a lot of fire power!
Well, we got an assist.
Alright, we're closer now.
We keep pushing them back towards the factory.
Is it a labor strike gone wrong or a war?
You'll never know.
All these little makeshift bunkers
remind me of what I had my
grandchildren build.
You know the little crusty bits that sometimes build up around
the lid of a mayonnaise jar?
Well I've been saving mine for *years*.
Decades.
And one day I just told my grandchildren
to go build a nice big wall
out of em between my house and Susie Jenkins' house.
The thing is, she lives across the street from me
so they just ended up building a nice big wall
in my front yard.
Now I don't have to look at that nasty, filthy varmint!
She always plants all these peonies.
peonies
thinking that she'll make me jealous.
Well we got that person.
I finally got so tired of it that I went
to one of those big sign companies and got them to print out an HD banner of peonies,
so that I put em in my garden.
And now she thinks I have
the most beautiful peonies.
Oh you should've seen the tears roll down her face!
Nice, we got a kill there.
Uh huh.
Uh huh.
Just keep the fire on em!
Keep the pressure on em!
Pretty soon they'll be gone.
Yay!
Huzzah!
Three cheers for granny!
Hip hip, hurray!
Hip hip, hurray!
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