Leo & Saddam

Leo burst into the president's office. Saddam was at the desk.

"Where is Shushert?" Leo asked surprised.

"You probably thought to see Shushert here?" Saddam asked.

"Yep."

"Maybe you wanted to drink some beer with him?"

"Indeed!"

Saddam took out a piece of paper and proudly read it aloud.

"

To Great and Mighty, etc, whose boots are washed by oceans, etc,

A bad ex tried to get back on a Yankee plane. The brave warriors of the 35th Special Forces Division "maroon berets" fired super rockets and probably hit the plane.

The plane supposed to be crashed somewhere in the Congo, which of them to be specified.

Colonel Abdullah Al Salem

"

"Do you understand?" Saddam asked.

"Nope."

"Well then, take off your pants, son," Saddam sighed.

At that moment, an officer peeked through the door.

"They brought beer to the buffet, hurry up, it will end soon," he said.

"What!? I asked them to take place for me!" cried Saddam and ran out of the office.

Leo zipped his pants on.