Yeah I know I don't live in the US or anywhere else that spells words like "colour" and "specialise" incorrectly but maybe, just maybe when the AI thats currently orbiting this mud-ball decides to sling a geothermal nuclear warhead or similar at us, one of the mini clusters could go a bit astray and blow the shit out of the town where I work - High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, England.

You want a reason for my evil and criminal encouragement?

How about the fact that I work here? I mean to say I don't want it blown off the face of the map because I work here, but because if you did manage to convince the "powers that be" to slip up a tad when programming in the targetting data then obviously I wouldn't have to come into work that day (better make it before 08.00hrs or I might be here when it comes down).

Fall out from the blast shouldn't be an issue as far as I can see, because the town is in a valley so the hills either side should protect anywhere nice and if I'm in luck then possibly a dirty great big landslide could also bring down the houses on the valley sides, within which lives a Sales Manager from a previous company I used to work for who was a limp wristed buttox licking slimebag who didn't ever back me up like a proper boss should.

Don't get me wrong; I'm not evil by nature, in fact I have a goldfish who always appears to be very happy in my care. I won't mention the other two goldfish though, but it wasn't my fault that Skipper decided to get too close to the tank cleaning pump while I wasn't looking, and how was I to know that Bob had pretentions of being a Pyranah?

So pwetty pwease if you can find it in your cold black but ultimately benevolent heart to "have a word" and arrange for this whole area to be turned into a radioactive wasteland I'd be most obliged.

Sigh!! you can tell I've had a bad day at work eh?