The mosque had been blown open wide by the first barrage, but was reignited by subsequent explosions as the ammunition stored within cooked off. Within seconds, she took on too much water and began to descend into the wild waves. Alfred reached over and gave Mortimus a fist pump/cheer combo, but their work was not yet done. The flag mosque swung about with a woosh of spray and turned right towards them, bristling with minarets adorned with anally speared American children. Albrecht Maestrichtcht desperately fiddled with his joystick as he tried to line up the synagogue with the crosshairs of his Gotha G.V, a task that was complicated by the pongolin flicking its lithe tongue against his testes. His cupola began to feel more like a bath than a place for an aerial pilotonaught as it began to overflow with his sweat. From the parapet of the flag mosque, Grand Rabbi Imam Alfoso von Durkawitz snorted profusely; it was a sickening, bestial mockery of a laughter. The swastikas that lined his robe glowed red with malevolence and his racist as fuck powers began to overcome Alfred Maestricht, a long democrat voter.

"I'll teach you how to suck eeeeeeeeeggs!" he cried as he mashed the pronounced red button protruding from the tip of the joystick. With a deafening FWOOOSH the Gotha G.V's stock of RGM/UGM-109B Tomahawk Anti Ship Missile (TASM) was instantly depleted, hurtling towards that fucking asshole in a jiffy.