The following is an account of actual events. I'm pretty certain I saw something very (extremely) similar on Treppenwitz's blog, over a year ago (and this is a blatant derivative of his version) - can't quite remember the date or the post.
It's a different journey, but the same thing is happening in the back of the car. Damned kids. They never change.
Hamas: prod prod prod
Israel: "Don't!"
Hamas: prod prod prod
Israel: "Stop doing that!"
Hamas: prod prod prod
Israel: "I'm serious, stop it!"
Hamas: prod prod prod
Israel hits Hamas
Hamas to UN Security Council: "Mom! He hit me!"
UN Security council: "Stop belly-aching. I have other things to deal with."
Hamas: prod prod prod
Israel: "Stop it!"
Hamas: prod prod prod
Israel hits Hamas again
Hamas: "Do that once more and I'll, kick you, bitch. Mom always liked you best!"
Israel: "Oh yeah?!?"
Hamas: "He's threatening me! He's threatening me! Da-a-ad!!!"
Europe: "Stop fighting back there! Hamas, you're bothering your mother, please, please try to be nice. And you, Izzy, keep your damn' hands to yourself or else!"
Israel: "Yes dad."
Hamas: prod prod prod
Israel hits Hamas again
Hamas: "Mom! He did it again!"
UN Security council, dozing: "Mmmmm snore, urrk."
Hamas: prod prod prod
Israel punches Hamas in the face, drawing blood
Hamas, feeling his nose and then looking at the blood on his fingers: "Oh crap! What did you do that for?!?"
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Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?
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