Well I told that bloated fast food eating motherfucker that we'd have never gotten the chance to be heroes if he hadn't forced us to put that peice of shit exploding sateliette up into orbit.
And then what happened?
Oh you know, he said he'd never been spoken to like that before by anybody and I said I didn't give a big hairy rats ass and if he ever called me again I would track him down, rouse him from his bunk, pull his pants round his ankles and spank him with a coathanger right there in front of his wife and children!
Wanna tell me what you really said to the president?
Yeah, I thanked him for his call and I asked him what he was wearing. And, uh, he started breathing kinda heavy, made a funny noise and hung up.