Which reminds me, to add to my lush story. Even in Iraq, after we were done fighting, we still got our hands on whiskey! I was in Al Deywaniya living in an burnt out bank. Iraqi kids would come near our constantia (sp) wire and ask if we wanted whiskey for $20. It tasted like absolute S*#@ but it got the job done!

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