Praise Allah, it is always difficult for me to speak to my sister. She has a powerful personality. -- Will we get pregnant?

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Date Posted: 17:21:57 06/14/02 Fri
Author: Dhul Fiqaar
Subject: Praise Allah, it is always difficult for me to speak to my sister. She has a powerful personality.
In reply to: Moshe the Pork Dealer 's message, "What if you let me have my way with your sister, then I send her to my son, the plastic surgeon?" on 17:13:30 06/13/02 Thu

I visit her at the leprosarium tell her the situation. Right away she slaps my head with her half-finished needlework and shouts, "Imbecile! Unthinking lump of camel dung! If there is one man in the world who can still think of me with lust why would I not go have some fun?" Then Arwa (that is her name) pokes me in the chest with her needle and says, "I will have my fun even if this Moshe is a Jew. At least he is a Person of the Book and not an accursed Hindu, eh?"

But what about the fine racing camel he has offered in trade? And what about your restored virginity? I ask. (Of course I have not mentioned eating pork baby back ribs BBQ!)

"Your sister will make her own arrangements, you ungrateful flea from beneath the tail of a diseased sheep. I only care about refreshing my spiritual virginity! Now get out of my sight!" And with that Arwa kicks me very hard with her prosthetic shoe and storms out of the leprosarium with her burkah all crooked. What is a poor younger brother to do?

So as the American gangsters say, all bets are off. Moshe, I am certain she intends to find your dwelling and perhaps assault you in a carnal way. Istighfar--I beg the forgiveness of Allah--but I can do no more. She is a Djinn in human form, my sister Arwa, and I can only pray she does not damage your, eh, privy member--your rooster, as you Americans call it.

Sadly I must say to my brothers in the Struggle that the magnificent act of Jihad by the children of my town, the placing of bubble-gums upon the tracks of armored vehicles, was ineffective. It has been noted by many of those wise in the tactics of the Struggle that the clanking and roaring of the vehicles makes the 'tac...tac...tac' sound of the bubble-gums to be unhearing, eh, how do you say, inaudible.
We will persist in our Struggle despite this turning of events. In Sha Allah!

Bismillahir Rahmanir Rahim
(In the name of Allah the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful)
Dhul Fiqaar

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