Dr. Failsafe: Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb in Seven Days
"Heh heh heh..." This particularly immature, childish, and nasty practical joke was one of the President's favorites. He and his scientific advisor, the immature and self-conceited Dr. Failsafe, would take a nudey magazine, but replace the pictures inside with something for those with deviant preferences. Then, they'd hide it in the Vice President's desk. No one loves a scandal better than the media!
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