Me (out of breath): Commanders, sirs...why are you two standing there looking all awesome and totally bodacious? The cannons are not firing, the bomber people are threatening to go on strike because they've not recieved any orders, and I am completely out of ammo!!!!! *cries*
CANNON OPERATOR: MORGGY...WE NEED ORDERS!!!
Me: WHAT DO YOU LIKE I'M HERE FOR?! You see? I get no respect! So, what shall I tell them, sirs?