Osama bin Laden
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- Joined
- Aug 17, 2002
- Posts
- 11
Dear George,
Have you forgotten all about me? Right after you framed me for 911, you were obsessed with me for a while. I was just about all you ever talked about. You said you wanted me. You even said you wanted me so bad you wanted me "dead or alive." (Believe me, I'm much more fun alive!) I still remember fondly those days in late 2001 when your stormtroopers chased me through the caves of Tora Bora. You could have easily caught me then, too, if it wasn't for the gross incompetence and stupidity of one of your warlords, Tommy Franks.
But now you never even mention my name. You don't call. You don't write. You don't bomb. Now this new guy Saddam gets all your attention. What has he got that I don't have? Sure, he's got his own country and he's sitting on all that oil. But hey, I've a few hundred weird guys with beards who live in caves and loyally obey my every command. Doesn't that count for something? What am I, chooped liver? You fickle bastard, you!
But don't worry, George. My allies are working hard to overthrow Musharraf, who's hated by most Pakistanis for kowtowing to you so much. Soon I'll be in charge of a major nation with nukes, not a pissant backwoods country like Afhanistan. All in all, you'll have done me a big favor!
With love,
Osama
Have you forgotten all about me? Right after you framed me for 911, you were obsessed with me for a while. I was just about all you ever talked about. You said you wanted me. You even said you wanted me so bad you wanted me "dead or alive." (Believe me, I'm much more fun alive!) I still remember fondly those days in late 2001 when your stormtroopers chased me through the caves of Tora Bora. You could have easily caught me then, too, if it wasn't for the gross incompetence and stupidity of one of your warlords, Tommy Franks.
But now you never even mention my name. You don't call. You don't write. You don't bomb. Now this new guy Saddam gets all your attention. What has he got that I don't have? Sure, he's got his own country and he's sitting on all that oil. But hey, I've a few hundred weird guys with beards who live in caves and loyally obey my every command. Doesn't that count for something? What am I, chooped liver? You fickle bastard, you!
But don't worry, George. My allies are working hard to overthrow Musharraf, who's hated by most Pakistanis for kowtowing to you so much. Soon I'll be in charge of a major nation with nukes, not a pissant backwoods country like Afhanistan. All in all, you'll have done me a big favor!
With love,
Osama
