Two Arabs are sitting in a Gaza Strip bar chatting over a pint of fermented goat's milk. One pulls his wallet out and starts flipping through pictures, and they start reminiscing.
"This is my oldest son, Mohammed...he's a martyr. This is my second son, Hachmed. He is a martyr also."
After a pause and a deep sigh, the second Arab says wistfully, "They blow up so fast, don't they?"
I don't know who originated this. I got it in an email from a friend on a long line of forwarding. If you have any idea who started it let me know so I can pass on the deserved credit.
Friday, February 04, 2005
Not PC Joke
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