Article copyThe Halliburton-Crittenden industrial-journalistic complex's war profiteering expedition 'n Iraq sounds more like picking peanuts out of poo compared to this industrious Iraqi fellow's venture. But then, he had connections.
Now, I never wear a watch(1), and as far as I'm concerned, goldy always rime with tacky. I also have a fine Swiss-steel bayonet that makes a terrific hunting dagger, so you can keep your piece of Saddamite rust, Jules.
However, if you ever consider selling the brass profile of Saddam, I have a toilet door that fits. Give me a quote.
Apart from that, I really want to know how one can hide "among [one's] personal belongings millions in souvenirs", when I've been to the US only once, and hardly managed to pack a few tee-shirts(2) in my luggage on the way back.