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**** those Pakistani kids Always playing ball outside my compound wall. With all this noise And confusion It’s amazing that I can hatch a plot at all.” "What’s with those Helicopters? Landing on my lawn! Don’t the Honchos  know I’m busy On my laptop watching **** "It is infidel crusaders Come to pay a call! They’re violating our Sovereignty! Treaties!. Protocol." "Come here dear Wife number four Hide and shelter me. You make a lovely Human shield From Seals Who’d ****** me."
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Nov 12, 2011
Nov 12, 2011 at 8:39 AM UTC
O.B.L. and the terrible, Horrible, No Good, very Bad Day
**** those Pakistani kids Always playing ball outside my compound wall. With all this noise And confusion It’s amazing that I can hatch a plot at all.” "What’s with those Helicopters? Landing on my lawn! Don’t the Honchos  know I’m busy On my laptop watching **** "It is infidel crusaders Come to pay a call! They’re violating our Sovereignty! Treaties!. Protocol." "Come here dear Wife number four Hide and shelter me. You make a lovely Human shield From Seals Who’d ****** me."
The title is a riff on the title of a children's story book  my niece Lynn, used to love to have read to her. My intent is to portray Osama in a comic light. I am thinking along the lines of Chaplin's spoof of ****** in "The Great Dictator"  ( He did it much better)
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Nov 12, 2011
Nov 12, 2011 at 8:39 AM UTC
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