Have you heard my story
about the Finn?

Yeah...Well if you don't know it,
you will soon.

Imagine it: One day I am on 
the Insaoud road.

I stumble across a petroleum engineer
with his little curtained Land Rover.

He has cute chick with him,

a big blonde with dreamy eyes.

a baby's smile...

a real slut. I noticed her
right away,

because women are my thing.

It sure beats shoveling, eh?

So with a straight face, I tell
the engineer:

"If you want, I can drive your lady
to Agdid and call a tow truck."

He actually said yes. So I'm alone
with the doll. Isn't that right, Saiid?

It's all true!

Yes, it's true.

It's also interesting.

Are you going to work at all?

Just wait, it gets interesting!
Doesn't it get interesting?

Yeah, yeah...

So, soon as we left,
I drove with one hand.

And that's when the girl starts
putting on airs and graces,

the delicate manners 
of a fine lady,

on the pretext that Saiid was
trying to make a move.

Just then we arrived at the sand dunes.

So, I said to the Finn girl:

"Have you head about the sand roses?"

"No," she said.

So I stopped the truck, and said,
"See that sand dune?

Behind it are the most beautiful
sand roses in all of Nigeria."

Great. She wanted to go see.

Two hours later, Mitch-Mitch
and his little chickie are at Iqbul Fri,

raising glasses of Pernod.

Suddenly, the cuckold arrives, and goes
straight to her, without saying a word.

He shoots her a look that could
kill a buffalo.

Someone warned him?

Sand!

Mitch, who always says too much, 
told him:

"Once you're all set, follow my tracks
to Iqbul Fri."

The little engineer had followed our
tracks all the way to the dunes.

There was more than enough
evidence there.

We might as well have waved our 
underwear at him.

How did it end?

After the Shepherd's Pie, the guy
tried to play rough.

Mitch blocked the first punch,
and told him:

"Don't overplay your hand!"

Her husband said nothing?

Well, you know. When some 250 lb.
guys say something,

130 lb. guys tend to listen.