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[A tribal king is seated on his throne, with wooden sceptre and leopord robes, speaking to a tribal hunter holding a spear. Both have tribal face paint.]
King: You are a mighty hunter, and have slain many tigers! But to become a warrior, you must slay the... KING TIGER!
[The hunter is wearing a grass skirt, standing with his spear in front of a Panzerkampfwagen Tiger Ausf. B (also known as a Tiger II or King Tiger) tank]
Hunter: That's fuckin' bullshit