“Sir, we have a crisis!”
What is it Ablo? Can’t you see that Miss Monicolointzgee and I are in the middle of an important discussion?
“Yes sir, I see her talking into the microphone. But this is serious. The Reds have invaded Afar.”
But Ablo, the Reds live here…with us.
“Yes, but their people come from the country of Cepii. Cepii has invaded Afar. Should we call on our allies and threaten them will diar consequences if they do not withdraw? Should we put our many warships on alert and let them feel the presence of our might? What are your orders?”
Tell them that they better back off.
“Is that all?”
You don’t think that will do the trick?
“Sir, Cepii has a history of being quite brutal. They are not as strong as they once were, but they have done this sort of thing before. They will not go away quietly.”
Tell them to go home or else they’re going to make us really mad! Really mad Ablo.”
“That’s it sir…we’ll be really mad?”
And tell them we mean it!
“Yes sir. That ought to scare them the Gore out of them sir.”
Do you think so Ablo?
Coming from you sir, how could they not be trembling in their boots sir. After all…you did bomb an aspirin factory.
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