My grandad was stationed in North Africa in the Polish army in WW2
Him and his comrades were out in the sticks guarding some sodding huge artillery installations. One evening, sitting round the campfire, he notices one of the barrels of the artillery guns drifting slowly along behind the sand dune. Heading up the dune to investigate, he found a bedouin towing the gun away, having hitched up a dozen camels to it.

Unable to quiet believe it, he called his mates up to have a look too. Looking round to find himself somewhat of a spectacle, the bedouin apparently then slowly unhitched the camels, probably looking somewhat sheepish, and wandered off.
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