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First appearances - Last appearances.

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Klink: *opens his mouth*

Hogan: tHAT'S AGAINST THE GENEVA PRISONER OF WAR CONVENTION AND I'M WELL WITHIN MY RIGHTS TO MAKE A COMPLAINT TO THE SWISS COMMISSION AS WELL AS WRITING TO BURKHALTER AND THE INSPECTOR GENERAL AND

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Why is that last gif so SMOOTH like SIR 🤣

Your marvelous advice got me where I am, now I'll give you some. You better straighten up and toe the line around here, or else.

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I've watched this episode so many times I can HEAR these gifs 🤣🤣🤣🤣

- I know this is a ridiculous question, Carter, but how does it work? - I'll show ya! - Oh good. - This'll be rich. - Watch.

Hogan's Heroes | S04E02 'Klink Vs The Gonculator'

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When Hogan talked to Klink about them measuring the men's fingers to see if German soldiers were more superior and Klink asks why and Hogan responds "I don't really know, sir" is going to live in my head rent free for the next week or so 🤣

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The cast of “Hogan’s Heroes” joins host Bing Crosby on “The Hollywood Palace” in 1965.

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Amazing. No notes 👏👏👏👏🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

The Hogan’s Heroes Cast as Justin’s Shirt Store T-Shirts

Hogan:

LeBeau:

Newkirk:

Carter:

Kinch:

Klink:

Schultz:

Burkhalter:

Hochstetter:

Crittendon:

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Why is this so accurate 🤣🤣🤣

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W-A-R spells Trouble

A/N: This is my first ever Hogan's Heroes fanfic. Please let me know if I did it correctly! (Also, all Hogan fic is going to be posted on this blog so we don't confuse my regular writing blog, writernerd23). All words in italics are the French translations (thanks to Google Translate for that!)

Summary: LeBeau and Newkirk play a round of cards. Nothing ever goes wrong when playing cards, right?

Word Count: 982 words

Pairing: None for this fic.

If you like this, PLEASE leave me a like and reblog! Help me grow in the fandom!

     It hadn’t started this way.

     It started with LeBeau coming to his bunkmate and offering him a deck of cards to while away the hours while they prepared for their next critical mission from the Underground.

     “Would you like to play, mon ami?” LeBeau asked Newkirk.

     Newkirk had been sitting on his bunk, smoking a cigarette and leafing through a pamphlet he had swiped from Klink’s office a few hours before.

     “LeBeau, I’m a little busy at the moment, chap,” Newkirk initially protested.

     LeBeau refused to take no for an answer and continued to push his luck until finally, worn down and irritated that LeBeau wasn’t bothering Carter or even Kinch, Newkirk climbed down from his bunk and sat down at the table. At the same time, LeBeau shuffled the deck of cards and prepared the table for the game.

     “What are we playing, if you don’t mind me asking?” Newkirk’s eyebrow raised as he asked the question.

     “The game of War,” LeBeau announced as he handed Newkirk half of the deck.

     Newkirk snorted. “If you don’t mind, LeBeau, we’re kind of living through a war right now. I’m not sure-”

     “Oh, hush, mon ami,” LeBeau interrupted. “Forget the troubles for a little bit. This is just to help us unwind and focus on the task at hand. Now, come on, lay down your card.”

     It continued for twenty minutes like this: Newkirk laid down a 10, LeBeau confidently preparing for a card and laying down a 6. He would shrug, and get the next card ready with Newkirk somehow laying down a higher card than LeBeau’s card. LeBeau would protest slightly, then simmer down and prepare for the next card to lay down and-

     “C’est scandaleux!” “It’s scandalous!” LeBeau shouted indignantly as Newkirk again played a higher card.

     ”Now, Louis, please,“ Newkirk started almost calmly while LeBeau started another round of protests.

     “Nous ne sommes plus amis!” “We are not friends anymore!” LeBeau continued, throwing his beret at Newkirk.

     “Alright, where’s the fire?” Hogan stormed out of his office towards the two bunk mates arguing over the table, specifically over the cards splayed out on the table.

     “Might want to stay away, Colonel,” Carter stepped over to stop the colonel’s advances. “It could get ugly.”

     Hogan looked at the younger man and turned his eyes to the two other men in his command, arguing like children. They almost sounded like brothers arguing over who needed to use the phone more to call their date. Hogan shook his head and started raising his voice to be heard above the rabble when the outside door opened.

     “What is going on here?” Shultz’s voice boomed over the sounds of LeBeau and Newkirk’s arguing.

     ”Shultz-“ Hogan started to answer when another shout of anger from LeBeau cut him off. Hogan turned back towards the two fighting (“They’re fighting like toddlers!” Hogan thought, amused) and raised his voice again. “Alright, listen!” When that didn’t work either, Hogan turned back to Shultz.

     Shultz rolled his eyes a little bit. “Can they please stop shouting so much, please, Colonel Hogan?” Shultz whined.

     Hogan shouted one more time to be heard above the racket in the barracks. He waved his arms above his head to be heard and seen. When the noise had diminished, Hogan cleared his throat to be heard.

     “What has gotten into you two?” Hogan asked sternly, not unlike a father talking to two of his young, misbehaving children.

     ”He cheated, Mon colonel!“ LeBeau shouted, pointing angrily at Newkirk.

     Hogan looked at Newkirk, eyebrows raised. “What do you have to say for yourself?”

     Newkirk shrugged his shoulders. ”Well, Colonel,“ Newkirk began. “I was minding my business, see, and LeBeau over here came up to me and asked me if I wanted to play War with him. A children’s game, if you ask me,” he added quietly. He cleared his throat and continued. “Anyways, I was minding my own business, playing the game as God intended, and LeBeau started yelling at me that I was a cheater!”

     “Because he is a cheater, Mon Colonel!” LeBeau shouted indignantly. “He held onto his cards longer than necessary and he-”

     “Alright, cool it,” Hogan’s even tone cut off LeBeau. Hogan turned to Newkirk and arched an eyebrow at him. “Both of you know better. You’re grown men. Behaving like-” he stopped, then looked at Shultz, who was nodding along to Hogan’s reprimanding tone. “Getting an earful, Shultz?”

     Shultz turned to the colonel standing in front of him, who had crossed his arms over his chest in the time it took Shultz to register that Hogan had spoken to him. “Ah, yes,” the tall German said. “I will go make my rounds.” He offered a salute to Hogan and the men, turned dramatically, and left the same way he came in.

     Hogan turned to his men after the German guard had exited the building. “Now that he’s out of the way,” he settled in next to LeBeau and Newkirk. “Is everything set up for tonight?”

     LeBeau nodded, a sour look on his face. “Yeah, we got it all set up.”

     Hogan nodded once. “Now, do you think you two could apologize to each other?”

     Newkirk opened his mouth to protest, but Hogan cut him off. “You’ve hurt his feelings. Apologize to him.”

     LeBeau sighed. “Je suis désolé, tu es toujours un tricheur.” “I’m sorry, you’re still a cheater.” LeBeau offered a smile afterwards.

     Newkirk looked at LeBeau, unsure. Did he apologize? Did he mean it?

     “Newkirk, it’s your turn,” Hogan urged.

     “Alright, alright,” Newkirk huffed. “I’m sorry, old chap. Can we be friends again?”

     LeBeau offered another too syrupy smile. “But of course, mon ami,” he said. “After all, it is just a game.”

     “If you’re both finished,” Hogan began again. “Let’s finish planning the final details for tonight.”

     And just like that, all was business as usual at Stalag 13.

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Barnes and Noble came in CLUTCH today! I was able to get the entire series on DVD and am happily watching the show now. 💖

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Me, watching this movie last night with my sister: Hogan would have let Steve go through the tunnels.

My sister: ... Daisy, there was like 400 men. They wouldn't fit through the tunnels.

Me: ... HOGAN WOULD HAVE LET THEM USE THE TUNNELS.

My sister: okay!

Captain America: The First Avenger (2011)

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Ever since the ONE DAY fairly recently where I was listening to One Direction and randomly thought Louis = Newkirk, I cannot get the mental image out of my head. They don't even sound the same XD

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I'm in mourning. Amazon Prime, or Freevee, removed the beloved show. I found that out due to my dismay trying to watch it this aftafternoon. Fear not, friends... I just ordered the box set today.

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STOP WHY ARE THESE SO ACCURATE 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Hogan’s Heroes + text posts (10/?)

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I absolutely love this scene 🤣🤣🤣

That one time where Carter answers the phone in Klink’s office and it’s some lady looking for a friendship club in the middle of the night lives rent free in my head.

It’s one of my favorite scenes and the more time I think about it, the funnier it gets and the more questions I have!

Maybe I’ll write something stemming from the interaction soon, maybe not lol