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We're done with Iraq! Outstanding! We've been back in Germany for about a month now and I've already taken the time to make my way to Amsterdam for a long weekend. Always a time, and I mean a time. I love that city. Europe is a great place to travel around and live it up. I live my life like a movie character. I'm pretty sure my most featured role is that of the Jagermonster. A couple of weeks ago my friend Beck and I were at a club here in Germany called The Airport. Great place. We were mistaken for go-go dancers by the bouncers when we jumped up on the stage over the main dance floor and started busting some moves. I have no clue how to dance by the way. I think I just liquified my joints and let it flow. So we took our shirts off on stage and tossed them into the crowd. That fired everyone up and the party really got going. After about an hour of that we got down and went for a few more drinks and a smoke. We decided to go back for another round of dancing, but this time the bouncers were on to us. They told us that we must put on clothes or leave. We said ok, and put our shirts on. No more than a minute later, my shirt is off and I am dancing around a pole with a small crowd around me. Beck joins me and it turns into a photoshoot with random people wanting to take pics with us. Great, I'm all for it. The bouncers were all for escorting the two of us celebrities outside. That's ok, we moved the party to an underground bunker punk rock club called The Labyrinth. Finished out the morning there. Good times, good times.