Failure to Launch

Corporal! Start the countdown!

Yes General. Countdown starting now! 10-9-8. . .

Those scurvy dogs will never again insult our national pride!

3-2-1. . .

Fire the missiles! At last! Our manifest destiny will be fulfilled!

Uh, General. We have. . . er, we have a problem.

What do you mean? Speak up!

The missiles did not launch, General.

What? Why not?

Um, it seems that someone, er. . . forgot to load the silos. Sir.

You mean to tell me there are no missiles in there?

Affirmative, sir. Do you want me to go get them?

Do I want. . . Yes! Immediately!

Ok sir. Can I. . . can I borrow your car?

Borrow my car? To get the missiles? Idiot!

I forgot my bus pass. I guess I could walk. Back by dinnertime.

Tonight?

Maybe tomorrow.

The White House is not gonna like this.

 

Done