Monday, April 14, 2003
One bad thing about the war being nearly over: No more Sahaf. God I'll miss him. At this point he's reduced to standing in a 5-meter square area next to the Syrian border declaring: "As I stand here today on Iraqi sovereign soil, I declare that none of the heathen troops shall ever vanquish the noble Iraqi people. This area...right here...encompassed by that rock to the north, that stream to the east, that small shrubbery to the west, and that Iraqi tank, which has somehow been disguised by the devil-spawn Americans to resemble a Bradley Fighting Vehicle, is and forever shall be, beholden to the Great Uncle himself, who would be here, but is currently fighting off a battalion of U.S. marines with his bare hands. Death to the infidels!" Anyway, he was funny.