The war had just started and I, a teacher, was on spring break. I had been talking online with a Time/Life photographer named Susanna Mitchell. I told her I had this time off and she offered me a free trip to Iraq. She had to cover some fluff pieces in a little town just across the border from Kuwait called Alharama and had no assistant as they were covering the war. So, I went. We filmed for three days in this safe border town and I could say I was "IN Iraq" during the war. On board the plane home, I requested a cup of joe. It was awful coffee, and at the first bump, it scalded my knee. Back at JFK, homeland security wouldn't let me back in as the paperwork specified " assistant" but didn't name me. Susanna and this Barney Fife of homeland security began to argue and she broke down in tears. I said,
" Oh, Susanna, don't you cry for me. I come from Alharama, with bad joe on my knee.
2007-01-18 08:39:27 · 3 answers · asked by James M 5 in Entertainment & Music ➔ Jokes & Riddles