Cast: King Zog I, Midhat Frashëri, Ruok Geraj
October 1st, 1937
"All finished," said Ruok, putting the finishing touches on a brand new anti-aircraft gun.
"Excellent, these new anti-aircraft guns will help protect Tirana and our kingdom!" exclaimed Zog.
"Why is it pointed at me?" asked Midhat.
"Now is a time for celebration, we are one step closer to being safe from Italy! And perhaps worse," continued Zog.
"Yes, indeed, sir. These new AA guns will keep us safe for centuries to come!" agreed Ruok.
"Why is it pointed at me?" insisted Midhat.
"I believe with these additions to our defensive network, we are nearly inpenetrable," informed Zog.
"Yes, definitely inpenetrable, those Italians stand no chance," the yes-man, er... Ruok stated.
"We should fire off a salute to the completion of the AA guns... And to hopefully scare the Italians," Zog suggested.
"Wonderful idea, sir. Prepare to fire, gunners," commanded Ruok.
"Why is it pointed at me!?!?" screamed Midhat.
"Oh, don't be a party pooper, Midhat. Go ahead, Ruok," said Zog.
"You may fire when ready," Ruok continued.
"Why is it-ah!" Midhat was cut off in mid sentence as the guns fired.
After the smoke had cleared and the noise had died down, Midhat got to his feet and brushed himself off.
"I hate you," he stated and staggered away.
"Geez, what's eating his shorts?" wondered Zog.
Ruok just shrugged.
October 1st, 1937
"All finished," said Ruok, putting the finishing touches on a brand new anti-aircraft gun.
"Excellent, these new anti-aircraft guns will help protect Tirana and our kingdom!" exclaimed Zog.
"Why is it pointed at me?" asked Midhat.
"Now is a time for celebration, we are one step closer to being safe from Italy! And perhaps worse," continued Zog.
"Yes, indeed, sir. These new AA guns will keep us safe for centuries to come!" agreed Ruok.
"Why is it pointed at me?" insisted Midhat.
"I believe with these additions to our defensive network, we are nearly inpenetrable," informed Zog.
"Yes, definitely inpenetrable, those Italians stand no chance," the yes-man, er... Ruok stated.
"We should fire off a salute to the completion of the AA guns... And to hopefully scare the Italians," Zog suggested.
"Wonderful idea, sir. Prepare to fire, gunners," commanded Ruok.
"Why is it pointed at me!?!?" screamed Midhat.
"Oh, don't be a party pooper, Midhat. Go ahead, Ruok," said Zog.
"You may fire when ready," Ruok continued.
"Why is it-ah!" Midhat was cut off in mid sentence as the guns fired.
After the smoke had cleared and the noise had died down, Midhat got to his feet and brushed himself off.
"I hate you," he stated and staggered away.
"Geez, what's eating his shorts?" wondered Zog.
Ruok just shrugged.