Friday, December 30, 2005

While everybody laughs at the kid who went to Iraq...

I gotta admit, I admire the bastard. Why am I calling him a bastard if I admire him? Well, because you just don't do that to your folks. And because it helps to bring a phrasebook when you go to another country. With Lebanese family friends, he should have caught that very large clue...

Otherwise, the kid put his money (and potentially his balls, given the threat of kidnapping) where his mouth was, and went to take a look. More power to him.

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