>”This is serious Johnson, get me the president on the phone!”
>”.....sir”
>”WHAT IS JOHNSON?? SPILL IT OUT!!!”
>”Sir..you ARE the president!”
”This is serious Johnson, get me the president on the phone!”
Xavier Clark
Brayden Lee
how do I get into johnsonposting?
Jayden Powell
>You've gone too far this time Polinski! I want your gun and your badge on my desk, now!
>*thunk*
>AND my other desk!
>*thunk*
Anthony Williams
>”Sir, we are tracking the hackers position right as we are speaking”
>”and, where is he Johnson!?”
>”.....sir”
>*chief slams fist in table*
>”TELL IT STRAIGHT JOHNSON! WE NEED TO FIND THIS SICK FUCK BEFORE HE GETS VICTIM #4”
>”....sir, the hacker....is attacking from your computer!”
>”....my god Johnson. May God have mercy on our souls”
Daniel Barnes
name five (5) kinos
Owen Sullivan
Listen here, Jack.
Carson Richardson
>god damn it davison, i've jbHAAAHSDBHASADSHSDAHSADH HbooooooooooooooohhHHAHHABVBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
Matthew Fisher
>You think I will just hand over this case my men have worked hard for to the feds? Think again!
Gavin Nelson
>Well, Johnson, show me his transactions!
>Sir, they're all at Wal-Mart...and they're all for chicken tenderloins...
>My God, Johnson, that has to be a joke. No man can eat the same store-bought meal for...how long?
>...eight years.
>Dear sweet Lord, we've got a psycho on our hands.
Angel Lewis
>because of that little stunt you pulled i've got the major breathing down my tight little ass hole!
Jeremiah Sanchez
>jackson you gone too far this time
>hand over your nigger
>AND your other nigger
Gavin Rodriguez
>are we going to have a problem, ociffer?
Jordan Lewis
>"Johnson, get in here."
>"Johnson, I know you've been torn up ever since your partner died, but you can't keep working solo. In my precinct we do things by the BOOK damn it."
>"Sir, I don't need a partner-"
>"Shut it Johnson. Another word out of you and I'll have your head so fast your ass will spin. NEW KID, GET IN HERE"
>"This is your new partner."
>"but chief"
>"I won't hear any complaints Johnson! you're getting a partner and that's final!"
>"That's not it chief! Sir, the thing is... my new partner.... is you!"
Charles Russell
>yes, I am going to have to flay you open like a catfish and pour gasoline into your exposed internal organs and then saw off your head with a boxcutter
Levi Cox
is that standard procedure?
James Thompson
>so who is this new guy we keep getting reports about?
>well sir, they call him "the janny", and he does charity moderation work for a web site called "Yas Forums"
>charity work? you mean he does it for free?
>yes sir, our man on the inside was sure of it
>my god, johnson. you've just landed yourself a promotion.
Henry Young
>I don't need to listen to you, MISTER SCIENTIST
>That's doctor, actually
>In ENGLISH, Einstein
>Pshaw
>Get him out of here
>You'll live to regret this!
>With a man in the white house? I don't think so
And the name of that scientist they dragged away? Albert Einstein
Lucas Clark
Fucking kek
Parker Ross
Lmao
Samuel Long
>he's bigger than Texas
Asher Peterson
kino
Julian Allen
Okay this is legit subversive
Michael Clark
>You're a lose trebuchet, Doge. What the hell were you thinking by sacking Constantinople? You were meant to go to the holy land, dammit! Now the banks are furious, the other Doges want your head, and the Pope is so far up my ass I'm basically a choirboy! You're off the crusade! Now hand in your sword. And your other sword.
Gabriel Ortiz
>Get them on board, I'll call it in
James Bennett
>"He has been in his room for three..."
>"THREE WEEKS? How can a man lice like this?"
>"No sir, I wanted to say... three months"
>"Jesus Christ how can you even live life like that? What must his girlfriend think of him?"
>"...sir..."
Chase Sullivan
>Johnson, what are you doing? Why are you posting frogs?
>Well, I'm simply based, sir.
>Based?
>Yes sir, I'm based. You're a dumb normalfag, sir. I'm a sneedguy for you, sir.
>Murphy...Call in the doc. Johnson is in too deep, he's gone native.
Liam Rivera
Man this one is just lousy
Charles Morgan
>DAMMIT CHIEF YOU WENT TOO FAR THIS TIME YOUR OFF THE CASE
>your off your case johnson
>chief don't make this any harder than it needs to be
>I'm going to have to ask you to hand in your badge and your book
>and your other book
Joseph Young
>"DAMN IT, JOHNSON! YOU'VE GONE TOO FAR THIS TIME! What the HELL were you thinking!"
>"Sir, I-"
>"Shut it, Johnson, I'm not in the mood for excuses! This was the last straw, Johnson! What you did is completely inexcusable! You violated every regulation of this precinct with this one!
>"Sir-"
>"I can't have loose canons on my force, Johnson! Give me ONE reason why I shouldn't take your badge and throw you out of this department right now."
>"Sir... he was black."
>"Oh, carry on then Johnson."
Charles Foster
>Someone's knocking on the door.
>"Yes, come in."
>The adjutant enters and immediately throws up his arm in a crisp salute.
>"Heil Hitler, Reichsführer."
>Himmler gives a dismissive wave.
>"Yes, yes, heil and all that. Make it quick, Müller, I am quite busy.
>Müller slides a message across the desk.
>"It seems the Poles are finally fed up with our benevolence."
>Himmler's already Asian-like eyes start squinting so bad that he could be mistaken for the Japanese ambassador as he reads the letter.
>"An uprising in Warsaw? Again? I've had it with that shithole. Send in the Leibstandarte, they'll crush those vermin in two days tops.
>Müller nervously readjusts his collar.
>"I am afraid they are still refitting, sir."
>"Then send the Totenkopf! Das Reich? Florian Geyer, perhaps?"
>Müller shakes his head at each suggestion.
>The Reichsführer visibly deflates in his chair.
>"By Wotan, Müller, isn't there anybody left? I've got the Führer breathing down my neck so closely that I can smell the vegan Wienerschnitzel already. I can't afford another failure."
>"Well sir, there is one outfit. But you said you never wanted to see them again after what they did with that Pommeranian village."
>Himmler knows at once who his assistant is referring to.
>"Of course. Can you believe that these savages thought they were already in Poland? That's exactly the kind of initiative we need now."
>He hastily scribbles something on the piece of paper and hands it back to Müller.
>"See to it. I want him on the way by sundown at the latest."
>As Müller leaves, Himmler swivels around in his chair and fixes the map behind him with his gaze.
>"You may be a loose cannon, Oskar," he mutters, "but you get results."
>Zoom in on the Warsaw region on the map.
>As a punk rock rendition of "Was wollen wir trinken" plays, we see an overhead shot of the Dirlegang's convoy lurching towards the city.
Andrew Peterson
>Most soldiers on the wild assortment of looted vehicles and horse drawn carts are already drunk and brawling.
>The camera flies past them and to the front of the column, where Dirlewanger is dictating a letter to Himmler.
>Zoom in on his face as he speaks.
>"The Pole, the Gypsy, the Jew. It is our duty to civilize them. And if we can't? Then they shall dangle from the oak tree.
>Dirlewanger looks directly at the camera.
>"The day of the rape is near. We will have every Pole in this city dead or in chains in three days, and may God have me beaten to death by my own guards if I am wrong. Sieg Heil!"
>The camera continued past the convoy and tilts upwards.
>Fade in of titlecard over the Warsaw skyline: "Die Entbehrlichen."
Levi Evans
so many layers...