Yoy Missile Crisis
Big E, clean up all of your toys.
READ TO ME! (nerd)
Not until you put everything back.
With ice cold blood running through his veins, he looked me right in the eyes, pulled his submarine out of the bin, and walked it over to the ottoman.
He didn't blink once as he fired off two missiles from his submarine. He just stared at me.
Oh, how I wish those were real missiles and I could launch them at you.