gordonfrohman: since I never smile and am pretty much a dull blob at work I assume both are being ironical
spruce: During his time in the Falklands, they called Squib Livingston "The Smiling Tiger"
ralph: perhaps because his expression never wavered, not even when skinning commandeered sheep or interrogating exocet missile techs
ralph: I looked into squib's soul , and all I saw was blackness
ralph: and a bit of sick
spruce: perhaps it was the feral hunger and unwavering tenacity he displayed when he tracked that Argentinian officer through the bush and set upon him with bear hands, rending uniform and flesh as his meaty claws sought purchase with the unfortunate's throat.
ralph: after which, he would calmly holster his carbon-blacked SOG knife and have a brew up, whistling 'Garryowen'
ralph: odd bird.
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