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Tonight's dinner conversation was highlighted with accounts from a family friend who travelled in Saudi Arabia approx 15 years ago. There were too many bizarre quirks to note, suffice to say that most of them involved either bribery or wasting money. One story, in particular, stood out.

I finally get to this airplane hangar in the middle if the freaking desert. Remember that when the Saudi's first got all this oil money in the 70's, they bought 40 Boeing 747's and built a nice airport - but forgot to hire maintenance staff or even pilots.

I finally get to the King's hangar, and you look around and all over the walls, even in the bathrooms of the place - there are these STD and AIDS poster. Ironic for a country of prudes. Anyhow, I'm there to sell the Saudi's some communication equipment. When the plane finally landed that afternoon, I saw the King get out and there's this young guy following him around. Not a Prince, and not security detail - but he was getting all the perks that the king was getting, red carpet shit. I asked somebody, Who is this guy? And the King has a heart problem, he's got a full operating room on his airplane, but this guy wasn't the doctor - He was the King's personal organ donor in case something ever went wrong.