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Y me llego esto, que lo lei, y no pude parar de reirme>
Maybe it's because Osama Bin Laden is a good friend of mine. It's sad
really. You destroy a couple buildings, order the deaths of thousands;
and
people think that's all your about. Well, we're not. We both love long
walks
on the beach, fudgsicles, Wheel of Fortune, celebrity mags (guilty
pleasure)
and are overall well-rounded individuals.
But since people can't seem to get past the whole 'terrorist' thing,
Osama
thought it might be a good idea to release the transcript of one of our
chats. Here is a small excerpt from the conversation we had yesterday.
Enjoy.
EDITOR: Osama? What's up buddy?
OSAMA: Not much you godless tool of the Great Satan. I just finished
Pilates. What's up with you?
E: Oh, nothing. How's work?
O: You know how it is; same dung different day. Seen any good flicks?
E: Let me think... Brokeback Mountain. That was damn good. Have you
checked
that out yet?
O: Come on, do you know who you're talking too?
E: Oh yeah; you and your 'issues'. You really need to get over that
shit.
Think about how many good suicide bombers you've passed on just because
they
were gay. They can blow up buildings just as well as a straight guy,
you
know?
O: I know, I know. It's just how I was raised. I'm too old to change
now.
When I find out someone is gay I just can't handle it. So, I stone them
to
death, or behead them, or shoot them. You know, whatever's easiest.
E: What a waste. Just think of all the innocent civilians who they
could
have taken with them. Well, I'm not going to stand here and lecture
you.
O: Thanks.
E: What else is going on? How's the family?
O: Which one? (laughs)
E: Oh, right. You have a lot of wives and children. I never get tired
of
that joke. I don't know how you still have the energy to fuck all
those
goats. Are they putting Red Bull in your dialysis machine?
O: Fuck you, man. How's your family?
E: Oh, you know. Still dead.
O: Yeah, sorry about that. So, I finished cleaning the sparrows from
my
gutters.
E: The what? Oh, right the 'sparrows' from your 'gutters'. How many
were
there?
O: About 20,000. And on Saturday they're removing a 30 lb dachshund
from my
ass.
E: Dachshund? (pause) I'm sorry, is 'dachshund' Haifa or Tel Aviv?
O: Just forget it.
E: You mean...
O: I said just forget it, ok?
E: So, who do you like in the Super Bowl?
O: Smart money is on Pittsburgh.
E: Really?
O: Let's just say Seattle's flight has been rerouted.
E: Gotcha. Thanks for the tip, man. I'll see you later.
O: Peace out nigga.
Y me llego esto, que lo lei, y no pude parar de reirme>
Maybe it's because Osama Bin Laden is a good friend of mine. It's sad
really. You destroy a couple buildings, order the deaths of thousands;
and
people think that's all your about. Well, we're not. We both love long
walks
on the beach, fudgsicles, Wheel of Fortune, celebrity mags (guilty
pleasure)
and are overall well-rounded individuals.
But since people can't seem to get past the whole 'terrorist' thing,
Osama
thought it might be a good idea to release the transcript of one of our
chats. Here is a small excerpt from the conversation we had yesterday.
Enjoy.
EDITOR: Osama? What's up buddy?
OSAMA: Not much you godless tool of the Great Satan. I just finished
Pilates. What's up with you?
E: Oh, nothing. How's work?
O: You know how it is; same dung different day. Seen any good flicks?
E: Let me think... Brokeback Mountain. That was damn good. Have you
checked
that out yet?
O: Come on, do you know who you're talking too?
E: Oh yeah; you and your 'issues'. You really need to get over that
shit.
Think about how many good suicide bombers you've passed on just because
they
were gay. They can blow up buildings just as well as a straight guy,
you
know?
O: I know, I know. It's just how I was raised. I'm too old to change
now.
When I find out someone is gay I just can't handle it. So, I stone them
to
death, or behead them, or shoot them. You know, whatever's easiest.
E: What a waste. Just think of all the innocent civilians who they
could
have taken with them. Well, I'm not going to stand here and lecture
you.
O: Thanks.
E: What else is going on? How's the family?
O: Which one? (laughs)
E: Oh, right. You have a lot of wives and children. I never get tired
of
that joke. I don't know how you still have the energy to fuck all
those
goats. Are they putting Red Bull in your dialysis machine?
O: Fuck you, man. How's your family?
E: Oh, you know. Still dead.
O: Yeah, sorry about that. So, I finished cleaning the sparrows from
my
gutters.
E: The what? Oh, right the 'sparrows' from your 'gutters'. How many
were
there?
O: About 20,000. And on Saturday they're removing a 30 lb dachshund
from my
ass.
E: Dachshund? (pause) I'm sorry, is 'dachshund' Haifa or Tel Aviv?
O: Just forget it.
E: You mean...
O: I said just forget it, ok?
E: So, who do you like in the Super Bowl?
O: Smart money is on Pittsburgh.
E: Really?
O: Let's just say Seattle's flight has been rerouted.
E: Gotcha. Thanks for the tip, man. I'll see you later.
O: Peace out nigga.
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