Only twats ride with worn cleats

I am beginning to wonder whether my buttock stands as a metaphor for the Iraq war: best not to intervene, however unpleasant current circumstances might be, if you are unclear as to the result that that intervention might have.

I think your bum is the battle of El Alamein.

"I have never promised anything but blood, tears, toil, and sweat(and Lymph fluid)....this is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. but it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning." (Winston Churchill November 10, 1942 after a Victory at the Battle of El Alamein in North Africa)