Old Cardinal
08-06-2010, 08:58 PM
:eek:
Not exactly politically correct, but, FUNNY ANYWAY
MOTHER OF ALL JOKES . . .
Two Middle Eastern mothers are sitting in a cafe chatting over a plate of
tabouli and a pint of goat's milk.
The older of the mothers pulls a bag out of her purse and starts flipping
through photos. And they start remin iscing..
'This is my oldest son Mohammed. He would be 24 years old now.'
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'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 would be 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 would be 18, 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?'
Not exactly politically correct, but, FUNNY ANYWAY
MOTHER OF ALL JOKES . . .
Two Middle Eastern mothers are sitting in a cafe chatting over a plate of
tabouli and a pint of goat's milk.
The older of the mothers pulls a bag out of her purse and starts flipping
through photos. And they start remin iscing..
'This is my oldest son Mohammed. He would be 24 years old now.'
0A
'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 would be 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 would be 18, 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?'