Mike Swick is at it again. Normally he is doing zany things in front of the camera in Thailand but looks like maybe he got bored with being able to eat sleep drink and get special happy ending style massages for under $25 a day and headed on over to Iraq for a little bit. This time he is hanging out in Iraq blowing stuff up because well, blowing stuff up is sort of the thing to do in Iraq. Iraq might be the one place where you can blow stuff up and nobody flinches or even raises an eyebrow. Its sort of the norm to hear something exploding into a multitude of pieces there. Nobody really even cares to look up or out a window to see what blew up over there anymore.
That’s pretty unfathomable to someone like me who use to get great joy out of hanging with the boys in the neighborhood while they blew up their Micro Machines and Transformers toys by attaching Blackcat firecrackers and M-80’s to them. Unfortunately, I didn’t get to experience the joys of blowing random stuff up for very long because my parents became ‘concerned’ and thought I needed to act more like a girl. So instead of watching boys throw smoke bombs into the bushes I got sent to the John Robert Powers Modeling School so I could learn to walk, sit and put on makeup like a lady. That sure did work out great. Now I’m a girl that likes to hang out with boys and watch stuff get destroyed andknows how to cross my legs like a lady while I hang out with boys that like to blow up and destroy things. Gee thanks, Mom and Dad. Let’s hangout and watch Mike Swick blow some stuff up right now.
