Osama bin Laden - My Fake Diary

Friday, 24 October 2008

Dear Diary:

How peaceful it is sometimes here in the mountains. I have a group of dedicated men, although not the brightest. Take Rahib, who became our cook when a large loosened cave rock fell on Liban or we must assume that he is dead. The rock is huge. There is even now a saying in the camp when one is broke: "I'm sorry I cannot loan you the money, I am flatter than Liban". Where was I? Oh yes, Rahib stepped in and replaced Liban as cook. He has learned to cook lizard with a rocket flare. But the poor fellow's hands. I say, "Rahib, place the lizard on a wire. Do not hold it in your hand."

That I should live to be so long.

Binny