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Building Iron Man Secretly
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| Today I am joined by researchers who invent some of the most advanced metals on the planet. | |
| I'm pretty sure that people invent composites and alloys. | |
| Designers who are modeling prototypes in the digital cloud. | |
| Yeah, I don't know what the cloud is either. | |
| Folks from the Pentagon who help to support their work. | |
| Basically, I'm here to announce that we're building Iron Man. | |
| I totally respect that you are equating, I don't know, modern combat armor with Iron Man. | |
| How else would you get the public behind you? | |
| Sorry, what's so fucking funny? | |
| Do you really think you're in a position to be laughing about anything? | |
| I'm going to blast off in a second. | |
| Ladies and gentlemen, the President of the United States of America, a hallowed office laden in dignity and occupied by fucking comedians. | |
| This has been a secret project we've been working on for a long time. | |
| No, the U.S. government and secret projects? | |
| Where? | |
| No one saw that coming. | |
| Not really. | |
| Maybe. | |
| God, I'm glad you're having such a fun day, Mr. President. | |
| What on earth have you been doing? | |
| Have you had a relaxing morning? | |
| Has it been fun reading about the Iron Man project that you've clandestinely had coming along? | |
| It's classified. | |
| Oh, of course it is. | |
| Because there are only a million odd people in America with classified status. | |
| That isn't a secret army or anything. | |
| This is not a fucking joke. | |
| Ha ha ha ha ha! | |
| Ha ha ha ha ha! | |