To all of nations, so that they may be concerned
As of today, the Union has successfully tested well over a thousand nuclear weapon, all of which had incalculable yields. Our enemies will trmeble in their boots, and our allies will rush to join is!
Much Love,
Union Public Relations
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Upper Arkheim, office of Chancellor Michael Gottreich
"You did WHAT?!" Chancellor Gottreich's shout was nearly loud enough to rattle the double glazed window panes. A frightened looking PR executive cowered in his chair.
"We, ah, announced a nuclear weapons test, Herr Chancellor." Sweat beaded on the man's pale forehead.
"Oh, wonderful. Oh fucking wonderful! You, sir, are a blithering fucking idiot!" Chancellor Gottreich accentuated his fury with overly elaborate motions that looked akin to someone drowning. "We've had nukes for decades. Everyone knows that, no one needs to know weather we detonated a fuckton of them or not, you git!" Rage made his face boil a bright cherry red, veins standing out in relief on his forehead. "Next thing you know, we're going have people sending us messages comparing this to national dick waving!" With a grunt, he sent his coffee mug flying.
The PR executive cowered.
Chancellor Gottreich glared. "You're fucking done here. No more citizenship for you. Have fun in Lower Arkheim." He smiled a smile that would've poisoned a child with how sweet it was.
When the PR executive was carried away, gibbering apologize, Gottreich swivled his chair away from the door."You, Secretary, fuck if I know your name." He snapped his fingers at a Secretary bot, shaped like a curvy female. "We're going to get a shit ton of mail. Also might get a fruit basket. Mail that back, with regards."
