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09-28-2005, 05:46 AM
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Two Arab mothers
Two Arab mothers are sitting in the cafe chatting over a pint of
goat's milk. The older of the mothers pulls her bag out and starts flipping through photos, and they start reminiscing. "This is my oldest son Mohammed. He's 24 years old now". "Yes, I remember him as a baby" says the other mother cheerfully. "He's a martyr now though" mum confides. "Oh, so sad dear" says the other. "And this is my second son Kalid. He's 21". "Oh, I remember him," says the other happily, "he had such curly hair when he was born". "He's a martyr, too" says mum quietly. "Oh gracious me ...." says the other. "And this is my third son. My baby. My beautiful Ahmed. He's18 ", she whispers. "Yes" says the friend enthusiastically, "I remember when he first started school". "He's a martyr also," says mum, with tears in her eyes. After a pause and a deep sigh, the second Muslim mother looks wistfully at the photographs and says. . . . "They blow up so fast, don't they?"
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10-28-2005, 05:48 PM
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ClerkMan!
Location: Tulsa, Ok.
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I started to laugh and sort of cough at the same time.
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Haha that one was pretty good. I just cannnn't get enough of the laughin out loud. I love it. 
