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"The MOTHER of all Jihadist Jokes"

Discussion in 'The Lighter Side' started by Glockdude1, Jun 28, 2011.

  1. Glockdude1

    Glockdude1 Federal Member CLM

    May 24, 2000
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    Two Middle East mothers are sitting in a cafe chatting over a plate of tabouli and a pint of goat's milk.

    The older of the two mothers pulls a small folder out of her handbag and starts flipping through photos.

    She starts to reminisce. ''This is my oldest son, Mujibar. He would have been 24 years old now.''

    ''Yes, I remember him as a baby.'' says the other mother cheerfully.

    "He's a martyr now though." the mother confides.

    "Oh, so sad, my dear...'' says the other consolingly.

    ''And this is my second son, Khalid. He would have been 21.''

    ''Oh yes, I remember him,'' says the other happily, ''he had such curly hair when he was born.''

    ''He too is a martyr...'' says the mother quietly.

    ''Oh, gracious...'' says the other.

    ''And this is my third son. My baby, my beautiful Ahmed. He would have been 18, she whispers.

    "Yes," says the friend enthusiastically, ''I remember when he first started school...''

    ''He is a martyr also,'' says the mother, with tears in her eyes.

    After a pause and a deep sigh, the second Muslim mother looks wistfully at the photographs and, searching for the right words, says . . .

    "They blow up so fast, don't they?"