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| You've GOT to be kidding me. That missile belongs to YOU?? | |
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| Yeah. A couple of weeks ago this huge hunk of metal crashes through my roof. Took out my Al Sharpton Chia Pet in the process. I WAS PISSED. | |
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| Turns out it was a piece of a Russian rocket. I was so mad that I sent the damn thing back to Moscow postage due. | |
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| And they sent you a replacement missile?!? | |
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| They said it was an upgrade. Evidently the Customer Service department of the Russian military has won a bunch of J.D. Power awards. Go figure. | |
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