[ WP ] During the first day of grade school , a sleeper agent 's activation code is spoken 20 years too early .

`` You're a fucking idiot,'' says Foxtrot Echo to Foxtrot Alpha. 
 
 `` Oh come on, how could I have known?'' says Foxtrot Alpha to Foxtrot Echo. They watch the monitors. Every kid in the classroom is dead at this point. The teacher is crying and begging Operation: Lunchbox not to kill her. Lunchbox is setting up traps near the doors and crafting hand-made weapons out of the school supplies. 
 
 `` How were you *supposed to know?! * Foxtrot Echo barks at Foxtrot Alpha. `` That someone *might possibly* say the words,'The big brown dog jumps over the fence' in his lifetime? We told you to make it something unique! Like'I only take bananas fermented in a clown's vagina.' No one will *ever* say that. Especially not in fucking grade school!'' 
 
 `` Okay, Jesus- I'm sorry. What is it with you and clown's vaginas?'' Foxtrot Alpha asks, deeply concerned about his partner's depressing obsession. `` You seem to fuck like two clowns a week. It's pretty weird. And where do you find that many female clowns?'' 
 
 `` I've got a thing. Everyone has a thing,'' Foxtrot Echo excuses himself. The swat team busts into the school. A rigging at the door explodes, several of them die. `` Oh, great. Just great.'' Foxtrot Echo is unhappy. Foxtrot Alpha notices and offers him a scone. 
 
 `` Perhaps you want a scone?'' Foxtrot Alpha asks. Foxtrot Echo considers the scone. Several pencils are impaled into a swat team member's face. The classroom's pet hamster stored in the floor panel outside the classroom door is released and crawls directly up another swat team member's pants and into his asshole. He writhes on the floor in agony and pleasure. Foxtrot Alpha denies the scone. 
 
 `` No, I'm not in the mood for scones right now. Not while we're watching millions of dollars just get flushed down the toilet.'' Foxtrot Echo shrugs and eats the scone himself. It is delicious. 
 
 `` Well, we do n't *have* to pull the plug, we could just send some of our own agents in and tell him the unplug phrase,'' Foxtrot Alpha suggests. 
 
 `` Why do n't these cameras have speakers on them, that way we could just tell it to him over a mic. We really should have thought of that,'' Foxtrot Echo ponders as the child narrowly avoids sniper fire by using the human shield of one of the dead students. The teacher is pouring out tears as Lunchbox rolls her to the door of the classrom and patches on the impromptu explosives to the back of her chair he has made out of classroom supplies. He tells the swat team members outside that he will be releasing his hostage. Foxtrot Echo face-palms, recognizing the tactic. 
 
 `` Well, I guess it's time to pull the plug,'' Foxtrot Echo gravely decides. Foxtrot Alpha plays with his rubicks cube. 
 
 `` Sure, whatever- I got a date tonight, so if we can finish this up sooner rather than later...'' Foxtrot Alpha remarks. Foxtrot Echo presses the big red button. Lunchbox collapses in a siezure. Foxtrot Alpha tosses the rubicks cube aside- he never could solve one of those things. Lunchbox is dead. The teacher is still wired. The classroom door is coming open. 
 
 `` Oh... forgot about the teacher,'' Foxtrot Echo cringes. The classroom explodes and the camera goes fuzzy. Both of them look at each other with stretched mouths and raised brows. 
 
 `` Oh man... that's gon na be reeeeeeally expensive,'' Foxtrot Alpha observes. 
 
 `` Yeaaah...'' Foxtrot Echo lingers. `` Which company subcontracted you again?'' Foxtrot Alpha pulls out a cigarette and begins to burn it down casually. 
 
 `` Isis why do you ask?'' Foxtrot Alpha responds. He sees the look on Foxtrot Echo's face. `` Did I say Isis? I meant Odin.'' Foxtrot Echo rolls his eyes.
