It is the year 6433AD, after a few civilization collapses and rebirths, a series of earthquakes has has sealed the Red Sea from the rest of the ocean, making it quickly dry up. The people are mystified by the sight of a pair of “winged rock skeletons”, remains of old that no single surviving story ever told about. Ships are still known, as are the dried remains of corals, but none with such a, uncanny format

“I wish we could get rid of those F18”

“Well I’ve got an idea but you’re not going to like it…”

Comedy comes in threes.

Why can’t the USS Truman hold all these F-18s