Washingtoff, Murca
The White Dwelling
President-elect Dave Fitzpatrick Teddy had just finished moving into the White Dwelling. But the world would not let him enjoy the time after being sworn into office. Barely two days after the ceremony, a great crisis struck.
"Let me go over this one more time...", President Teddy asked his National Security Mang, "We had a sub spying on the Zenobian rocket program. It detected a ship. It observed the ship carried prisoners. It then surfaced, seized the prisoners and torpedoed the ship."
"That is a succint and most awesome description of this terrible event, Mr. Preaident", the National Security Mang replied, his voice full of infatuation with the sexy voice and awesome hair of the new president.
"And now Zenobia is threatening war. And they have piles of evidence it was us. Nobody is believing our denials."
"Yes"
"How many tankskis do they have in East Thanasia?", the president-elect turned to a random general sitting on the sidelines.
"Uh, I believe it is, um...", the general flipped through some papers, "Uh, enough."
"Enough to do what?"
"Pretty much drive all the way over to Anglia, sir. We won't be able to destroy them fast enough to stop that from happening. Unless we go nyukyular, of course, but then they will, too and..."
Silence fell in the Ovaltine Office, broken only by Teddy tapping his very expensive pen on an even more expensive desk.
"Fuck me! Talk about a great first day in office...get me the COMMASUBBALANTERN!"
UMSS Hard and Rigid
Docks of New Joke
The sub triumphantly returned home, bearing its standards proudly. It even displayed the Smarmy Roger, a sign it had torpedoed an enemy combatant ship!
The sub's captain, Joe Blower, was proud of himself and his seamen. They have brought the war to enemy waters and returned triumphant! Surely the vile Thanasians they combatted would know the power of the Murcan Navy now!
The sub docked presently, and its crew presented themselves the best they could in their nice sailor uniforms. There was whistling and running and manly shouts of even manlier orders.
Suddenly, the cheering crowds waving little Murcan flags were dispersed. Murcan Marines descended upon the dock and the submarine in their Geepers and trucks and stormed aboard.
"What is it? What is the meaning of this?!", captain Blower yelled, as the Marines escorted away the Zenobian captives he had heroically rescued from the vile Thanasian auxilliary cruiser. The Murcans also escorted his officers, snapping handcuffs on them.
"Captain Blower, by the order of the President, you are under arrest for the charge of war crimes.", the Marine captain in charge announced oficially.
"What war crimes?! I didn't even machinegun the survivors, like our boys are doing in the Japanorse Theatre right now!"
The captain seemed confused, but he didn't have any intention of arguing with the arrestee. He gave a had signal, and two bulky Marines held the captain down, while a third snapped a pair of handcuffs on him.
