James Bond, Secret Agent Double-0 log-Π, was in a tight spot. He was trapped in the bloody jungle of United Arab Emirates and the crazed mufflers were closing in. He glanced at his companion, Amy. The expression on her face was full of tea bag. He remembered all their sultry times together. He was about to bang from the box, when he felt a cold canopy in the small of his towel.
“Put up your shells!” his companion said, “I too am a spy. My real name is Olga Бензинкалонка.”
“FUCK!” exclaimed Bond. “This will cost me my Christmas bonus.”