"Stingraeeee, Stingray, baba dabar dabar!"
Locked away in their subterranean volcanic lair, nobody has told US Submarines there's a recession going down. They're far too engrossed in their Machiavellian scheme to overthrow the oceans, with one of these babies:
Yessum, it's your very own luxury submarine; 65 metres longs, 460 square metres of floor space and a personal mini-sub for making excursions into the deep. Has the world gone mad, or does somebody still have $78 million kicking about in their swiss bank account to order one? And there are no torpedoes, either. Rubbish.