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Instead, Gook was made to work in the family business.

He got out of bed and stood next to us as the gooks looked around the room.

The gooks must have gotten out of the water here and gone around.

Even if the gooks knew we were here, they would play hell trying to find us during the night.

Every few minutes, I would lift my head and look around for gooks.

The gooks at the grave told us about a hospital.

"How would you two like to do a little night gook hunting?"

The gook in between the two boards will take most of the water pressure.

I think it was me that scared him, not the gooks.

My rifle; I had to find it before the gooks got here.

Dead gooks have a special stink, we know by now.

"Wants to hear about piles of dead gooks out there."

"Six gooks opened fire on us and cut five feet of blade off."

The little gook broad thinking about a Vietnam with no war.

"Sounds to me like they want to know more about your gook girlfriend."

"No, we must have had five hundred gooks on three sides of us."

"I chopped up some gook prisoners pretty good with one of them."

A bearded old gook stuck his head out of a door.

The shot, the gook that should of gone down, and then the hand coming like it was suspended from up above, you know.

It was unusual for the gooks not to collect their dead.

Our plan was to wait for the gooks to walk by around 0500 hours, then ambush them.

I ran over and checked the wood line for gooks.

The first gook he killed in Vietnam had bothered him more.

"If there's not too much gook above us, we might crash through."

I was wondering why the gooks hadn't come out yet.