Jane analysts outline the following worst case scenario:
(1) The Fifth Army, under General Alexander, is on war games around the oil fields of Babylon.
(2) The Mullahs, under a burst of infective, begin to sling their mud scuds in the direction of the Infidel (surely Macedonian) phalanxes.
(3) Stormtrooper chuckles from his Sherman tank:
Technology is uncountable, erseholes!
(4) George W’s finger twitches over the red button
(5) Tom Cruise leaves a hush-hush meeting with the higher echelons at Scientology HQ.
(6) Orders are telegram-sammed to Warmington on Sea where Captain Mannering fumbles for his reading glasses.
It appears to be official.
The Mars Attack is Imminent.
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