Austin Bay has speculated what an Iraqi update from the front might look like. Here’s part:
Our fedayeen — culled from the best of Baghdad’s underworld gangs — have so vexed supply lines that for two days the arrogant Marines ate a single meal, and that meal was one of those foul-tasting Meals Ready to Eat like the one we found in the Humanitarian Aid package we shared at our last council meeting. (I did not mention, however, that the Marines appeared to have plenty of ammunition.)
Two hehs and a ha.