I'm so disappointed in the spy trade we made with the Soviet Union, er, uh, Russia. We sent Anna Chapman back to Russia in exchange for some Russian scientist or whatever.
Why was I not called? I'm not sure what I'd offer the CIA in exchange for Anna Chapman, but I'll guarantee you I want her more than Russia does.
My very own smokin'-hot redheaded Russian spy. I wonder if I have anything the Russians would be interested in. Vladimir, old buddy, call me. We'll see if we can work something out.
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