A family friend lead a sniper team in Ramadi. I sent them care packages every so often and always included a can of traditional Spam. I said I didn’t expect them to eat it, but to dip their bullets in the grease. That way when they killed an insurgent, he would go straight to hell and never even get to wave at the 72 virgins on the way by. I also encouraged them to let the locals know, but not their officers.
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