So, as TC requested, here is the chat of our session. The 'Nam jokes began in chapter 2, for reference. Thankfully I didn't know TC was recording (The video got corrupted) and managed to save this wonderful conversation. Without further ado, here are the chronicles... of Left 4 'Nam.
Sgt. Rock : pls no
Nick : ooooooooh noooooooooo
Sgt. Rock : ty
Sgt. Rock : fun fact: none of us will survive
Sgt. Rock : its just so obvious
Nick : basically, yeah
Sgt. Rock : all i had to do was read the writing on the wall
Sgt. Rock : KEK
Sgt. Rock : get it
Nick : die hard 7: zombies
Nick : with tits
Sgt. Rock : cause it says so right here
Sgt. Rock : oh yeah, you use titty zoey
Nick : aye aye amigo
Sgt. Rock : i just killed a charger and a jockey with a sword
Sgt. Rock : fear my old man bloodlust
Sgt. Rock is now idle.
(Spectator) Sgt. Rock : ns
Sgt. Rock : huh?
Nick : idle?
Sgt. Rock : how did that happen
Nick : dammit pause.
Sgt. Rock : damn commies are sabotaging our game
Sgt. Rock : those devious Viet Cong, I KNEW THE WAR WASNT OVER
Nick is now idle.
Sgt. Rock : YOU CAN'T HIDE FROM ME CHARLIE, I KNOW MY WAY THROUGH YOUR TUNNELS
*SPEC* Nick : had to let dogs out
Sgt. Rock : I'M WALKIN OUT OF THIS JUNGLE ALIVE, YOU AINT WALKIN OUT AT ALL
Sgt. Rock : whoa, what
Sgt. Rock : i just had a flashback. potent stuff.
Sgt. Rock : ammo
Nick : oh no
Nick : it cant be
Sgt. Rock : CHARLIE?!
Sgt. Rock : damn tanks
Nick : johnyn bravo
Sgt. Rock : wait, is that what you meant when you said "it cant be"?
Nick : yup
Sgt. Rock : i didnt even catch that. nice work.
Nick : what did you think i meant
Sgt. Rock : i'm probably playing my zombie killing music too loud
Sgt. Rock : save me some sugar, baby
Sgt. Rock : definitely too loud
Sgt. Rock : i didnt hear the jockey OR the spitter
Nick : yeah turn that down sir
Sgt. Rock : i just love the midnight riders

Nick : you still got that feeling that uh
Nick : we gonna die
Sgt. Rock : nah
Sgt. Rock : i was just reading the grafitti on the wall
Nick : just zoey and francis, yeah?
Sgt. Rock : i'm sure i'll be fine
Nick : kgui
Sgt. Rock : oh, and uh
Sgt. Rock : you too
Sgt. Rock : of course
Nick : MICHAEL BAY
Nick : sorry, had to
Sgt. Rock : fuckin explosions errywhere
Sgt. Rock : reminds me of 'Nam
Sgt. Rock : back in my day we didnt have nifty lifts like this
Sgt. Rock : we had to use ladders and stairs and whatnot
Sgt. Rock : back when you had to earn your right to be anywhere
Nick : you and your 1960s havin ass
Sgt. Rock : these days though, you kids can be anywhere you wanna be with no effort
Sgt. Rock : elevators
Sgt. Rock : scissor lifts
Sgt. Rock : ESCALATORS
Sgt. Rock : makes me sick
Sgt. Rock : you just dont appreciate anything cause you dont work for it
Sgt. Rock : always playin your computer games
Sgt. Rock : your call of duties, and your team fortess 2's
Sgt. Rock : HALP
Sgt. Rock : LIFE ALERTY
Nick : FRANCIS
Nick : stop stealing my revives
Sgt. Rock : back in my day, youngsters listened to a man when he complained about what it was like back in his day
Sgt. Rock : there was an air of respect
Nick : welcome to the apocalypse
Sgt. Rock : bah, the apocalypse came and went for me back in '73
Sgt. Rock : imagine not having an enemy to fight no more
Sgt. Rock : cause nixon pulled us outta 'Nam
Nick : who's nixon?
Sgt. Rock : that right there is when my life ended
Sgt. Rock : nixon, the worst president we've ever had
Sgt. Rock : cause he got us outta nam. i wanted to stay and fight
Sgt. Rock : people back in my day
Sgt. Rock : we loved wars
Sgt. Rock : separated the men from the boys, by filling the boys full of lead
Sgt. Rock : it was a great time to be alive
Sgt. Rock : you ever fought in a war?
Nick : bought to be in a war with your ass if you dont shut up about the past
Sgt. Rock : typical young folks, never want to look to the past
Sgt. Rock : little do you know, that's where your future is
Nick : my past and future is here...
Nick : getting killed
Nick : cause
Sgt. Rock : now that aint no kind of talk
Nick : apocalypse and shit
Sgt. Rock : you'll be fine, you've got me on your team
Sgt. Rock : SHIT
Sgt. Rock : RUUUUUUN
Sgt. Rock : WHERE IS HE
Sgt. Rock : BACK IN 'nAM
Sgt. Rock : the tanks i fought had cannons
Nick : THAT'S FOR PUTTING A 9/11 REFERENCE IN YOUR TV SHOW
Sgt. Rock : and were filled with foreigners
Sgt. Rock : simply defending their nation from our American imperialism
Sgt. Rock : it was a good time to be alive
Nick : WELL SHIT
Sgt. Rock : we're in the shit now
Nick : thanks
Sgt. Rock : get it? sewer?
Nick : maybe you aren't so bad, old man
Sgt. Rock : ah, the hospital
Nick : well
Sgt. Rock : smells like antiseptic and sadness
Nick : as it should
Sgt. Rock : i love the smell of antiseptic in the morning
Sgt. Rock : it smells like... victory
Nick : amen
Nick : you got a battle cry prepared?
Sgt. Rock : yep
Sgt. Rock : nevermind, i forgot it
Sgt. Rock : wait, when's the next episode of JAG
Nick : you mean the next episode of the brady bunch?
Sgt. Rock : good show, good family values
Sgt. Rock : it was my favorite TV series when i was in Nam
Sgt. Rock : shooting people and burning down villages
Sgt. Rock : sleeping with prostitutes and collecting ears from my kills
Sgt. Rock : i got a necklace
Sgt. Rock : you know that old saying, right?
Nick : which one
Sgt. Rock : Ain't no crime like a war crime.
Sgt. Rock : good times
Sgt. Rock : you woulda done good in nam, kid
Nick : son of a bitch
Sgt. Rock : horseshit goddamn tank
Nick : I agree
Nick : I AGREE
Sgt. Rock : i knew you had sense
Sgt. Rock : i like you, kid
Nick : i feel like
Nick : Francis and Zoey aren't really
Nick : in their comfort zone around us
Sgt. Rock : why not
Sgt. Rock : why would anyone be uncomfortable around me
Sgt. Rock : pipebomb
Nick : just awfully silent
Sgt. Rock : they'll be fine
Sgt. Rock : reminds me of 'Nam, actually
Sgt. Rock : the silence
Nick : waht the fuck doesnt remind you of that
Sgt. Rock : after you napalm a whole village into slag
Sgt. Rock : there aint no sound but the wind
Sgt. Rock : its a pleasant sound
Nick : lets get this show on the road
Sgt. Rock : HERE COME THE COMMIES
Sgt. Rock : GODDAMN BEATNIKS
Sgt. Rock : GET OFF MY LAWN YOU HIPPIES
Nick : fat fucker
Nick : outside the elevator
Sgt. Rock : ah, vests. they remind me of something
Sgt. Rock : NAM
Nick : what a fucking shocker
Sgt. Rock : i wore a vest back in '68
Sgt. Rock : kept a knife in my teeth
Sgt. Rock : wore a headband. red.
Nick : arlight so you were Rambo
Sgt. Rock : Rambo was a pansy
Sgt. Rock : originally that movie was based on my autobiography
Sgt. Rock : but then Stallone pansied it up
Sgt. Rock : fuckin wuss
Nick : well
Nick : this is it
Nick : I can see you are gathering your thoughts
Sgt. Rock : about Nam, yes
Nick : oh, ok
Sgt. Rock : i know, its unexpected
Sgt. Rock : but i think about that war a lot
Sgt. Rock : hard to believe, huh?
Sgt. Rock : i'm just so well adjusted
Sgt. Rock : that you wouldnt think it
Nick : watch your step
Nick : don't fall off or anything
Sgt. Rock : i knew a guy once
Nick : i know you probably were thinking about it
Sgt. Rock : he fell out of a helicopter
Sgt. Rock : wanna know where?
Nick : dunno
Nick : planet of the apes?
Sgt. Rock : San Francisco
Sgt. Rock : i just got back from Nam
Nick : wasnt there a dude who fell outta helicopter
Nick : in that movie
Sgt. Rock : and this hippie spit on me
Nick : Rise of the apes
Sgt. Rock : so i rented a helicopter, not knowing how to fly
Sgt. Rock : took him up
Sgt. Rock : and he threw me out
Sgt. Rock : fuckin slacker had muscles
Nick : interesting
Sgt. Rock : my entire life is
Nick : that's debatable
Sgt. Rock :

Nick : Francis the fuck are you doing
Sgt. Rock : wut
Nick : learn how to stop thnking about vietnam
Sgt. Rock : i wanst paying attention
Nick : and about your goddamn life
Sgt. Rock : i wasnt thinking about nam, i swear
Sgt. Rock : i was thinking about the chat, and how to share it with all of our wonderful friends
Sgt. Rock : also
Sgt. Rock : IIIIIIINNNCOOOOOOMIIIIIING
Nick : barfing sons of bitches
Sgt. Rock : one hell of a chopper extraction
Nick : I was gonna try to take down that johnyn bravo son of a bitf
Sgt. Rock : really reminds me of something, to be honest
Nick : don't even
Sgt. Rock : did i ever tell ya about Nam?