Iraq.. What's it like?!

What am I s'posed to say to dat? It was cool, there was b i t c h e s .. OKAY there was b i t c h e s but a lot of them had, ya know, they was covered up in them curtains and stuff they be wearin'.

But, I digress. It was WAR. It was war, basically. WAR, you know what that's like? ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ be like shooting Gah-geh-ga-ga-ge-gu-ga-GOW! Bombs blowin' up.

An' ya know, the ♥♥♥♥ scared me. It scared the ♥♥♥♥ outta me. Matter o' fact, I ♥♥♥♥ on myself over a dozen times. And ran out of toilet paper after the second time. So you know what that meant, right?

I had to use the thumb, man, it was kinda nasty. But ya know, the good thing about it was they stopped taking me out on patrol cause my name became "Stink Bomb," you know what I'm sayin? They said I was giving away our position, because of the ♥♥♥♥ smell. That was fine with me, know what I'm sayin? They wanted to leave me back.

And I was like, "Well ♥♥♥♥ y'all. Y'all go head on, cause I don't need y'all anyway. I'm RICH. ♥♥♥♥♥."

The ♥♥♥♥ y'all looking at?