Spreading the hate one joke at a time
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Two Muslim mothers are sitting in the cafe chatting over a pint of goat's milk. The older of the two pulls her bag out and starts flipping through photographs and they start reminiscing. "This is my oldest son Mohammed. He'd be 24 years old now." "Yes, I remember him as a baby," says the other mother cheerfully. "He's a martyr now," mum confides. "O! That's so sad dear," says the other. "And this is my second son, Kalid. He'd be 21 now," says the first Muslim mother. Oh, I remember him," says the other happily, "he had such dark, curly hair when he was born." "Yes, Well, he's a martyr, too now," says the mother quietly. "Oh! Good gracious me," says the other. "And this is my third son. My baby. My beautiful Ahmed. He'd be 18 now," whispers the first Muslim mother. "Yes," says the friend enthusiastically. "I remember when he first started school." "He's a martyr too now" says the Muslim 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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Two families moved from Afghanistan to America. When they arrived the two fathers made a bet. In a years time ,whichever family had become more Americanized would win. A year later they met.The first man said "My son is playing baseball, I had McDonalds for breakfast and I'm on my way to pick up a case of Bud. How about you ? " The second man replied, " F#@k you ,towel head!"
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My cousin wo is working at the video stoe was complaining about hit job. I told him to quit. He said it's hard to find a good job in Grove (like a video store is a good job). So I informed him "Jobs are like Jews, there's always one around and you usually hate them"
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Two Muslim mothers are sitting in the cafe chatting over a pint of goat's milk. The older of the two pulls her bag out and starts flipping through photographs and they start reminiscing. "This is my oldest son Mohammed. He'd be 24 years old now." "Yes, I remember him as a baby," says the other mother cheerfully. "He's a martyr now," mum confides. "O! That's so sad dear," says the other. "And this is my second son, Kalid. He'd be 21 now," says the first Muslim mother. Oh, I remember him," says the other happily, "he had such dark, curly hair when he was born." "Yes, Well, he's a martyr, too now," says the mother quietly. "Oh! Good gracious me," says the other. "And this is my third son. My baby. My beautiful Ahmed. He'd be 18 now," whispers the first Muslim mother. "Yes," says the friend enthusiastically. "I remember when he first started school." "He's a martyr too now" says the Muslim 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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Two families moved from Afghanistan to America. When they arrived the two fathers made a bet. In a years time ,whichever family had become more Americanized would win. A year later they met.The first man said "My son is playing baseball, I had McDonalds for breakfast and I'm on my way to pick up a case of Bud. How about you ? " The second man replied, " F#@k you ,towel head!"
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My cousin wo is working at the video stoe was complaining about hit job. I told him to quit. He said it's hard to find a good job in Grove (like a video store is a good job). So I informed him "Jobs are like Jews, there's always one around and you usually hate them"
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