I have a situation update from the norgish front!
All was going just like I had it planned, the norgish were crying for mercy. I was treated like a king and served like an emperor. Until I found out that I was in the norgish version of "The Bachelor". Needless to say, I had been fooled!
I made a silent retreat, gave few shocking negative interviews to the local press, took my pair of french shoes and travelled back home comfortably in the back of pig lorry.
Next time I know better!
EDIT: I had to give all the info about your clone robots army, Kev
. They wanted to make a new reality show and needed some competitors for it. The show is called Idols or something... And yes, they want both clones...