I had a dream last night where I was back in High School, and it reminded me of my stint in a Model UN thing. This happened in the 10th grade, and I was the representative from Jordan.
I did enough research on my country to know that we were Muslim, and spent the rest of the sessions, special sessions, and midnight meetings trying to start a holy war. This was between the pool, the outdoor hot tub (in the snow), and lighting the bathtub on fire.
Too bad the guys from Egypt, Iran, and Iraq were pussies.