Transcription:A Go Job For Snow Job

Snow Job: Hey, guys, going on a mission? Can I come?

Flint: Sorry, Snow Job. This mission doesn't require skis.

Gung-Ho: Wearing a blindingly white outfit in the middle of jungle warfare makes you a very shootable target, man.

Snow Job: Bunch of G.I. Jerks! Those guys suck. Someday I'll show them how much I rock.

Samuel Schmidt: Attention, G.I. Joe! I am Samuel Schmid, President of Switzerland. The Swiss Alps, they have been overrun by Yeti!

Snow Job: Just one Yeti?

Samuel Schmidt: Yeti, yetis whatever the plural is! We need your help!

Snow Job: Sounds like a go job for Snow Job!

Samuel Schmidt: That's awful.

Snow Job: Yeah, I gotta work on that.

Snow Job: This must be the Swiss Capitol building. But I don't see any Yeti. Yetis. Yeti? I don't see anyone! What?

Gung-Ho: Snow Job, you idiot.

Flint: Snow Job, you'll believe anything!

Samuel Schmidt: Retard!

Flint: Soldier, sorry about that practical joke.

Roadblock: Please forgive us, Snowy Dealings. We were careless with your feelings.

Snow Job: Whatever. I don't care.

Gung-Ho: Did you see? It's snowing outside!

Snow Job: Really?!

Flint: Yep. We have a mission for you. Snow Job: Awesome! Son of a bitch!