At first, I thought this game was gonna be a piece of cake, but the minute I saw all those planes coming after me, the only thing I could say was "Yep. Were dead."
You: "Commander, the Spanish Armada is ready to attack london, what should we do?" Commander: " I got a good idea tattletale, why dont u and some other screw-ups shoot them down, and me and the boys will go and get a coffee break" You: "Wait, what?" Commander:"Toodles, and I hope u go to heaven" You:"God, I hate my job...."