Zarkman's Korner

Iowahawk has Abu Musab Al-Zarqawi guest-blogging the latest Iraqi elections. He seems kind of bummed out for some reason:

Shee-yat. Polls are closed, street sweepers are out, so it's time to add up the final score. For us? Lessee, according to the old Excel spreadsheet, we racked up.... two horny Saudi motards and their four-legged girlfriend.

Ugh. Looks like everbody else went home for the night, since I'm pretty much the only guy left in the office. Can't say I blame 'em, cause I admit I can get pretty pissy and behead-y after a bad day at the Jihad, and sometimes I take it out on the subordinates. But cripes - can't these guys turn off the lamps before they split?

Truth is, though, I'm more tired than angry. Tomorrow is Another Day, bro. I guess I could head home to the three nagging wives and the house full of idiot kids who need help with their Quran homework. Or maybe I could stay here at the office and file a few reports and watch some JibJab cartoons. Anything, just as long as I don't have to see another freaking purple finger.

Peace Out

Zarkman