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A video grab shows U.S. soldiers deployed around the Sunni Muslim city of Falluja, November 9, 2004. Thousands of U.S. and Iraqi troops backed by heavy air support and armour have stormed into the Sunni Muslim city of Falluja on Tuesday in the second major offensive in seven months to try to recapture the insurgent stronghold. The pictures are shot from embedded cameramen accompanying U.S. military. REUTERS/REUTERS TV POOL

Soldiers of the new Iraqi army relax with U.S. Marines outside the Iraqi city of Falluja, November 9, 2004. Scores of Iraqi government forces moved into a Falluja railway station on Tuesday captured by U.S. marines after fierce overnight battles with insurgents, a Reuters witness said. REUTERS/Eliana Aponte

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US Marines with 4/14 marines Mike Battery fire at insurgents in Fallujah with a 155mm Howitzer canon.(AFP/Patrick Baz)

POLITICALLY INCORRECT JOKE:

Three 'strangers' strike up a conversation in the airport passenger lounge in Bozeman, Montana, awaiting their flights.

One is an American Indian passing through from Lame Deer. Another is a Texas cowboy on his way to Billings for a livestock show, and the third passenger is a 'fundamentalist' Arab student, newly arrived at Montana State University from the Middle East.

Their discussion drifts to their diverse cultures. Soon, the two Westerners learn that the Arab is a devout, radical Muslim, and the conversation falls into an uneasy lull.

The cowboy leans back in his chair, crosses his boots on a magazine table and tips his big sweat-stained hat forward over his face. The wind outside is blowing tumbleweeds around, and the old windsock is flapping; but still no plane comes.

Finally, the American Indian clears his throat and softly he speaks, "At one time here, my people were many, but sadly, now we are few."

The Muslim student raises an eyebrow and leans forward, "Once my people were few," he sneers, "and now we are many. Why do you suppose that is?"

The Texas cowboy shifts his toothpick to one side of his mouth, and from the darkness beneath his Stetson says in a drawl, "That's 'cause we ain't played Cowboys and Muslims yet, but I do believe it's a-comin'."