When you get knocked out of a Holdem tournament with Pocket Rockets (two aces)
Fock, I had the guy with my pocket rockets until he gave me an Iraqi Shower with his high straight.
Attempting to mask body odor with extreme amounts of cologne, but instead results in an unpleasant mixture of aromas.
I was running late this morning, and didn't have time to take a real shower, so I took an Iraqi shower.