Obama (hat in hand): Pardon me Mr. Eeyuu, but could you spare a brigade or two to help a fellow who’s down on his armies?
Mr. Eeyuu: Sorry my good fellow, but things are a bit tight now. Perhaps some other time?
Obama: Sure, (looking dejected) that’s okay (turns away). Thanks anyway.
Then, Obama brightens. Hey! I know where I can get some more soldiers. I’ve got thousands of ‘em right near Mr. Eeyuu’s neighborhood. Since they already said they needed to keep their boys home, I think it’ll be just fine to pull a few of ours out of there since they already have their bases covered.
Vladimir ain’t arming up for an attack nohow, and even if he did, he knows we could nuke him as he comes through the Fulda gap. Shoot. This is a win win. Pulling them outta there will be like pulling the cork on a bottle of wine with nothing in it and putting it in another bottle that actually has something worth containing.
