It tries to chokes us!

Cramped quarters.

Oh, God.

My nose is stuffed up.

No more moves possible!

Bishop to king seven. Checkmate, I think.

You're strangling me!

Yeah, that happened to me on stage.

A dead end.

You jammed?

So we got a situation here.

His helmet is stifling.

I mean the bakeolite balloon.

What's that like? It sounds aggravating.

Well then, report...

I'm dead in the water here.

I'm stuck here.

Checkmate.

Now the second one, and it passes as well.

Something is stuck in the pipe.

I was gasping for air.

You're strangling me!

We believe in fairy tales

And the new cartridges cut down on jamming.

That's it, isn't it? We're trapped.

Thought you might need a breather.

Trapped like fragments...

I can't go anywhere. Get out!

Right there, it's stuck.

Boxed

I'm at a loss for words.

I've lost my filling.

I was at a loss for words.

I've lost a filling.

I'm stuck in my job.

In April 2004, my weapon system, the M82 A3, was fully loaded

It's over. I'm screwed.

Ain't even been cut yet.

By the way, don't choke on all that food you're eatin'.

It is a dead end, all right?

But you have to understand.

Man, it was, like, emotional.

Ma'am, you're holding up the line.

In my Natural Farming, I had failure after failure,

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