Where were you? I was in Dubai at the time. I looked out the window and thought the were rioting and went to get the AK, but then I saw the news on TV and cam in my pants. I cleaned it up with my US flag and went to join the street party. We were throwing candy around like grenades and grenades around like candy. We opened up the party valves on out oil wells and danced under the black crude fountains until next morning. I must have burned thirty US flags that night. I was so happy that I only beat two of my wives over the few days and stopped raping the slaveboy when he started bleeding. Shit was so awesome. Allah was truly smiling upon us.