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Wednesday, April 9, 2003
I bet you're all wonderin "Hey Faf! Where you been!"
Well, I been - "HEY FAF!" you go. "WHERE YOU BEEN FAF!" Well, I hadda - "HEY FAF!" you're still goin. "TELL US WHERE YOU BEEN FAF! TELL US NOW! WHERE YOU BEEN FAF!" Hey - "TELL US TELL US TELL US!" I'm - "C'MOOOOOOOOOON -" HEY! SHUT UP AN BE QUIET you loud asking person! Man I don't know whats wrong with people this day an age you gotta thing in your head and thats where the other thing goes is what. I been in the War thing coverin the War. Fafnir is an embedded reporter. Me an Giblets have been embedded with some US troops, the One Hundred Eleventy-Twelvth Infantro-Air-Caval-Borne-Thing. Musket. They have guns. Giblets says he could beat em all real easy. One of em goes "Hey that ain't true I can take you Giblets!" And Giblets says "Can not you stupid toy! You dance for me! Dance for Giblets!" Then there was a fight and the army guys got made an they stuck us in a box for punishment and said we were grounded from reporting till supper. It is hot and dangerous in the desert. Already we have gotten lost many times. Our only source of sustenance is the Coby's Ice Cream stands we keep running across and though Giblets likes Coby's Ice Cream I feel that their frozen custard leaves much to be desired and their milkshakes are a little watery. The One Hundred Eleventy-Twelvth Infantro-Air-Caval-Borne-Thing. Musket. does not eat Coby's Ice Cream because of the Discipline. Already three of the men have been eaten by Sandworms. But the General says we will not leave Iraq until we have siezed Saddam and the mysterious Spice, for he who controls the Spice controls the universe. From the War, this is Fafnir.
posted by fafnir at 3:35 PM
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