Does the Pentagon Know?

So out in the middle of nowhere, we came across this bio-weapons lab...

And then some joker wrote this on the back of our truck:



(everywhere you go in Damaraland, people are trying to sell you gems, etc. or key-holders. Yep, lots of key-holders. With your name carved on them. The first time a guy came up to me and asked my name out of the blue and how to spell it, I was kind of wondering what was up and then seconds later, he handed me a personalised little beauty with "BOB" etched into it. We all ended up with one. After that, whenever someone sidled up to the car and casually asked what are names were, we would tell him and then volunteer that we already had key-chains and the poor guy would look crestfallen... but one only has so many keys...