From Hawaii to Japan, or better – from Pearl Harbor to Hiroshima. You’ll surely understand, boss, how urgently I needed to repeat the raid on Hiroshima and drop an atomic bomb there. A symbolic one, of course.
During the flight I tried to convince the captain to undertake a symbolic attack on Pearl Harbor while landing. The pilots angrily refused so Donald had to shoot them all.
They never hesitated to pull out their guns. Unable to deal with them otherwise, unable to find a common interest we were forced to kill them all, including their bosses.
We can wonderfully play football here. Under the palm trees. With the red scenery of a setting sun. And with the head of the barkeeper.