Osama bin Laden - My Fake Diary
Tuesday, 25 November 2008
Al-Jazeera is mad. They have the ass at Bin Laden.
I grew tired and weary of them slipping people in and out of here blindfolded so they can film but still not know where we are.
So this time, we do everything as always but Ahmed had found us the Groucho Marx masks with the glasses, big nose and mustaches.
So, they are awaiting the top-secret meeting and we all walk in with our masks on. No one lets on anything is wrong. But suddenly I say, "Who are you with cameras and what do you want with us, terrorist Grouchos?"
They leave much mystified but in a hurry. I not even have time to tell about shooting a Kurd in my pajamas. I hope they stay away awhile and leave us alone. One thing, dear diary, we discover several of the men not need the masks. ha hah.
Isn't that a scream?
Yes, that is a certainly a scream. Guess someone squated on scorpion again.
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