No shit, there I was:  knee deep in a rice paddy, nothing but shower shoes and a light coat of oil.

I had just escaped from the Hanoi Hilton and was making my way to the Mekong Delta, where I knew I would find friendlies.  That's when it happened....  I heard a noise behind me and immediately took cover.  Slowly looking over my shoulder, I saw who was tracking me.  It was the Swedish Bikini Team, and they meant business.  They were moving in with bayonets fixed, wearing camouflaged bikinis and face paint.

That's when my training kicked in and I went on auto-pilot.  Thinking quickly, I grabbed an industrial size box of Jello brand gelatin that I had stolen from the guards and dumped it into the rice paddy,  creating the world's largest cherry flavored jello cup.  Bill Cosby would have been proud....

I began making the Swedish mating call:

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