Our new bodyman was looking at the clock in our Senate office (the clock with the lights on it to denoted votes). And he was remarking that in the event of a nuclear war all the lights go off and there are 12 bells (the validity of this seems dubious to me but I digress).
Then one of our interns, and mind you, one of our BEST AND BRIGHTEST interns in fact asked him, “Has it ever happened before?!” Our confused bodyman spun around and answered very truthfully… “No there haven’t been any nuclear wars.”
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