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I had this idea at about 2 AM last night. It seemed really cool then, but I was giddy from lack of sleep, and might even have found Pat Robertson insightful at that point. In any case, let's see how it sounds now. (just so you know, if there's any doubt, this is intended to be humorous.)
A Modest Proposal: Winning the War in Yugoslavia.
Part 1#: Let's gather up all the back issues of National Geographic we can find anywhere and dump them on Belgrade. This should be enough accumulated mass to cause the formation of a small black hole, imploding the area and rendering the military effectively headless. CON: The problem is, this would be a one-use weapon, although I suppose this could be overcome by using multiple magazines, like Science Digest and People together.
Part 2# Operation: "What's that Smell??" We gather all the worst trash from the cities of America and other allied countries. Then we drop THAT on 'em from low-altitude bombers. Tons of coffee grounds, used diapers, leftover escargot, flat beer, moldy bread, sour milk, used prophylactic devices... result: total chaos. CON: This may qualify as chemical/biological warfare. I know baby poop can be as toxic as nerve gas...
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*hauls in his issues of National Geographic from 1987*
Where do I put these babies?
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1987? I'vbe heard that that was the year when they had a LOT of topless native women in their issues - something you want to tell us, Siggy? 8)
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Actually, it's quite an impressive trick. Now, if you could combine that with Jubilee's ability to put both feet in her mouth, then you'd have a girl...
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Welll... There's no doubt you'd have something.
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