sticky, sticky, sticky, sticky, sticky, sticky, sticky, sticky, sticky, sticky, sticky, sticky, sticky, sticky, sticky, sticky, sticky, sticky.
I remember once I got that message, scared the living snot out of me, that I ran outside to the bomb shelter, thinking we were going to be attacked by them Soviets. It was then I remembered that the USSR is dead, and that my, "bomb shelter" was little more than an outhouse with a food stash. I went back to my computer, and since the only option it gave me was, "Ok", I put on a happy face, ready for whatever end was nigh. I clicked on it, expecting to be blasted in to oblivion, but all it did was quit the editor and have a hissy fit every time I tried to reload the map...dang that sucks...