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10-18-2012, 06:29 AM
Two women met in a Baghdad cafe, they began chatting over an ice cold glass of camels milk.
The first women informed her friend that one month ago her oldest son became a martyr.
Oh dears and other sympathetic noises from the friend.
The first woman went on to tell how her second son, mehmet became a martyr only last week.
Mehmet with the beautifull eyes, oh that's awfull replied her friend!
And worst of all, my youngest, achmed, yesterday, he too became a martyr, said the first wwoman as she burst into tears of anguish!
Her friend approached and enfolded her in her arms, " I know, I know" said the friend, "they blow up so young these days"!!
The first women informed her friend that one month ago her oldest son became a martyr.
Oh dears and other sympathetic noises from the friend.
The first woman went on to tell how her second son, mehmet became a martyr only last week.
Mehmet with the beautifull eyes, oh that's awfull replied her friend!
And worst of all, my youngest, achmed, yesterday, he too became a martyr, said the first wwoman as she burst into tears of anguish!
Her friend approached and enfolded her in her arms, " I know, I know" said the friend, "they blow up so young these days"!!