North Korea intended to hold a gala celebration for the marriage of a missile to a nuclear warhead, with over 600 guests, and 14 attendants each for the missile and the warhead, but something was missing: the missile.
“Nobody knew what happened,” said North Korean President Kim Jong Il, “we were hoping to combine these two in a holy union that would strike fear in the hearts of warmongering capitalist pigs, but the missile was nowhere to be found on the big day.”
For four days, frantic North Koreans searched for their beloved atomic payload delivery system. The dragnet extended as far as Pyong Vegas and even Changuquerque, but to no avail.
“I feared the worst,” said Il, “I kept thinking – maybe Americans try to cut my precious missile into scrap and use her to pimp their rides. Damn crazy Americans always pimping their rides”.
Il’s worst fears seemed confirmed when the missile sent a homing beacon indicating that she’d been kidnapped by Jesse James who planned to use her propulsion system to modify his Harley.
Upon further investigation, however, it turned out to be just a case of anxiety, as the missle thought her launch vehicle made her look fat.
Although slightly embarrassed, the jilted nuclear warhead still claimed to be in love and would like to go through with the marriage at a later date. “I still love her. I want to be with her. I want to blow up dirty Yankee round-eyes with her.”

An embarrassed missle hides under a towel as she returns to her home and fiancee in North Korea.