So I'm crawling through the ceiling earlier on my way to the General's office to surf the net for some porn when I suddenly notice a really disgusting smell. I looked down through this vent, and what did I see? Colin Powell taking a dump in the men's room!!! Turns out he was paying a surprise visit to my country.

And all I have to say is, I think something crawled up inside him and died, because that smell was awful. I almost gagged on it!! Can you imagine if I had passed out, crashed through the ceiling tiles, and ended up in his lap!?! Lucy would have had a LOT of 'splaining to do!

Still, it turns out my body has built up a substantial immunity to foul odors. That's one advantage from having worked so closely with chemical weapons. Er, I mean that theoretically, of course, as in, IF I had ever worked with chemical weapons, I WOULD have built up an immunity.

Anyway, I did manage to keep breathing and began shooting spitballs at him. And of course he's looking around trying to figure out what's going on, swatting at the air like maybe its bugs of some kind. At one point he almost fell off the seat!

But after a few minutes of fun I decided it was time to move on. After all, I had porn to check out.