Osama bin Laden - My Fake Diary

Saturday, 29 July 2006

Dear Diary,

I am sitting here in my hole in the ground, twiddling my thumbs. That is, the thumbs I cut off of a dozen or so infidels. I'm bored and wish I had a Chutes and Ladders game, or a Word Search book.

I would search for words like "killalltheinfidels," and "iamthekingoftheworld," and "getmeoutofthisstinkingholeintheground," and "ilikepeanutbutterandjellysandwicheswithpotatochipsinsidebecausetheycrunchlikethebonesofaninfidel."

Yeah, I'll ask Santa will bring me one of those. Or the Great Pumpkin.