Islamic Republic's Missiles En Route to Israel - cheezmeeza

The Jihadi MissileA truck carrying two missiles emerges from a tunnel in the mountain; the two missiles are the characters Bearded Disciple and Fat Disciple.

Bearded Disciple:Haji, looks like we're going to war!

Fat Disciple: No way, what war? Aren't we supposed to go to the street, have people join us chanting "Death to Israel," and then head back to the warehouse?!

The truck stops, and the missiles are being prepared for launch.

Fat Disciple:Don't fire, brother! We're not worthy of being launched yet.

The missiles are launched and are conversing as they move through the sky.

Fat Disciple (angrily):Damn it, you fired after all! (Calming down a bit) So what's the plan now? The same as before? Hit our own side so they blame America?!

Bearded Disciple, pulling out a paper map: No, Haji, this time we're heading toward Haifa! Hand me your compass.

The two missiles check the route on the map together.

Bearded Disciple: If this side is north, then that side is south. So if we go straight this way, we'll arrive by evening!

Fat Disciple:Make sure we don't mistakenly hit our own land again!

Narrator:A few hours later.

Fat Disciple: Seyyed, if you see a good spot, let’s stop for prayer and food; I also need to use the restroom!

Cut to an Arabic roadside restaurant.

Bearded Disciple is sitting at a table in the restaurant; Fat Disciple comes out of the restroom and sits down.

Bearded Disciple: Haji, come eat your food. We need to get moving before it's too late. I don't want to be traveling at night.

A few hours later.

The missiles are on their way; Bearded Disciple is looking at the map.

Fat Disciple: Seyyed, why haven't we arrived yet?

Bearded Disciple: I don't know; we should have been there by now.

Fat Disciple:I think we've been here before.

Bearded Disciple: I feel like we've passed this spot several times! Wait a minute—oh man, we're going in circles.

In a wider shot, we see that the smoke trails left by the missiles in the sky have formed a circle!

Narrator: A few hours later.

The two missiles, sweating, tired, and thirsty, are moving along the roadside in the middle of the desert.

Fat Disciple: Seyyed, let's just crash somewhere around here!

Bearded Disciple: Haji, hold on. Once we're closer, you can "drink your impact syrup" wherever you like! I'm sending signals for the Resistance guys to come pick us up!

A few hours later.

The two missiles are riding on the back of a motorcycle with a member of Hezbollah, on the move.

Fat Disciple:** Brother, just get us close to the border; we'll handle the rest ourselves!

Bearded Disciple: If we go by land, we won't even encounter the Iron Dome!

Near the border, the missiles are set up, and the Hezbollah member launches them. The missiles cross the border with a fart sound and hit Israeli territory!

An image shows the two missiles crashed into a wall, happily making the V-sign!

Reporter: According to received reports, one percent of the drones and missiles launched by Iran successfully hit their designated targets.

Salar, in the form of a firework rocket held by Bearded Disciple and Fat Disciple who are celebrating this victory in the street, sings, is launched into the sky, and explodes.

The creator: Vahid Nikgoo

Produced by CheezMeeza