Back in my old USAF days, I worked in a shop that took care of nuclear cruise missiles. One of the guys in our shop was told to go pick up the training warhead from the outside storage building. So, Airman John Doe fires up the forklift, drives out to the storage area, picks up the small crate with the forks, then realizes he didn't bring tie-down straps. Crap. Instead of driving all the way back to the shop for straps, he decides to wing it and drive back with the training warhead in the crate sitting on the forks. Coming around one turn, he hits a bump and the crate bounces off the forks. The crate cracks open and this dummy nuclear warhead goes rolling down the street.... right up to a USAF Security Police truck. The two sky cops sitting in the truck knew what the warheads looked like, but they didn't know which ones were trainers. Man, I would've paid to see the look on those two cops! True story...