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I thought I would have had my fill of slim, petite Asian women.

I was wrong.

Three days back in Germany with them Lumberjacks and I was off, and up out.

I’ve been thinking all day of how best to describe last night’s view flying over Kuwait, but I’m still so full of emotion from not being able to hold a baby Panda that I’ve completely forgotten where this literary transition was going.

Instead, we’ll Ying / Yang this Bitch and dichotomize today’s hunt for terrorist training camps for those of you in both parties.




What looks to be either a Nuclear Research Facility or some kind of Jungle Gym.


About an hours drive outside Abu Dhabi, High-Level Security is still prominent.


As if on cue, we spot 4 Arabian Humpback Horses trekking across the dunes.


After spotting us, they immediately throw in a decoy and begin heading in the other direction. Witness the origins of the 'Rope-a-Dope'.


Not one with the olives to spend a night with no television, we begin our trek back to camp.