Little Yurt on the Steppe

On the road to Cyberia I took a wrong turn and ended up on the Great Eastern Plains. Fortunately, a group of Khalkha nomads took me in and taught me the secrets of life on the steppe. Now, I sit in my yurt, eating mutton dumplings and drinking a weak milk tea as I recount my tales of this Mongolian life.

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Now here's a president with his priorities in order

Dubya is making the ultimate sacrifice.

He's cutting short his five-week wartime vacation by a whole two days to help monitor assistance to hurricane victims along the Gulf Coast.

I know I'm moved.

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