Moby

 

 

*reading newspaper*

So, it turns out we were in Iraq. I guess Jabba was the new dictator that President Bush installed there.

 

 

 

 

Aaaaaaaaaaaaand that's our political humor quota for the year.

Anyway, we're on our way to the army base for real this time, and I'm sure we're better off having all these refugees from Jabba's palace on board, to help entertain the troops.

After seeing so much death, chaos, and destruction, I think our boys deserve to see a purple belly-dancer with six breasts.