Jest afore dawn, me, Tony and his bandit amigo, Donald and a reluctant Colin snuck up on Saddam's village to see if he wus away. He was still there and we could hear him laughing. We threw some tomahawks [we were disguised as injuns, ah wus the Chief of course,
Donald fired a flaming arrow at his teepee. It went up like a 4th o' July firecracker.
Must have got his secret stash of firewater. We ran away, but ah swore ah could hear him shoutin' after us callin' us dirty names.
We'll get him tonight. Ah forgot there were no buttons on ma injun pants an wet maself.
Ah had me a tomahawk on me, so nobody laughed. I think Colin did though. Im a thinking he is puttin' stuff in my meals.
sch500
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