Dusting

An intercontinental nuclear missile control centre. A drunken soldier is dusting the missile control panel. Puffing and panting,

an enraged general rushes into the room:

'What are you doing, you son of a bitch?' he shouts.

'I'm dusting,' hiccups the soldier drunkenly.

'Well, where the hell has England gone?'

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