Licensed to thrill...
"with the payload now containing a toxin (probably sourced from a rare orchid) designed to be released into the upper atmosphere?"
That's us stuffed then, with no more space shuttles for a certain Mr. Bond to shoot them down with.
And, what's worse, no chance for a certain secret service boffin to come out with the timeless classic "I think he's attempting re-entry Sir..."
Biting the hand that feeds IT
