A Taliban suicide bomber pulls the plug and
explodes...........BOOM!!!
A short while later he finds himself on a
huge white staircase leading towards the heavens, so he starts
ascending. After an hour or so of climbing, he arrives at a landing
where an old man in white robes and a long flowing beard is sitting
surrounded by ledgers.’ Excuse me, Sir,' he says. 'Are you Mohammed?'
'No,' replies the old man. 'I am St. Peter. Mohammed is further up the
stairs.' 'But this is great news,' exclaims the bomber. 'Mohammed is
higher than St. Peter! I can hardly believe it!'
He continues ascending the stairs. After another hour of hard climbing he arrives
at another landing. Standing on the landing is a serene-looking man
with long hair and a long white beard.’ Excuse me, Sir,' he says. 'Are
you Mohammed?' 'No,' replies the man. 'I am Jesus.
Mohammed is further up the stairs.' 'But this is amazing news,'
exclaims the bomber. 'Mohammed is even higher than Jesus! Martyrdom is
wonderful!!'
After a further two hours of hard climbing, he arrives on a huge landing. There, sitting on a
magnificent throne, is another old man with flowing white robes, a
beard, and long white hair.’ Excuse me, Sir,' he says. 'Are you
Mohammed?' 'No,' replies the old man.. 'I am God.' 'But this is
incredible news!' screams the bomber. 'Mohammed is higher than God
even!! I am so excited, I can't believe It! Martyrdom is
thrilling!! '
'You look tired, my son,' says God.
Would you like to sit down and rest a while?'' Oh yes, replies the
bomber. 'I am very tired and would love a rest before I carry on,
thank you.' The bomber sits and God says, 'You look hungry and thirsty, my son.
Would you like some food and a drink? ''Oh yes, please, ' replies the bomber. 'I am most thirsty and hungry, thank you.’ With this, God turns and snaps his fingers and shouts,
'Oi, Mohammed, a couple of bacon sarnies, and two beers over here you paki bastard, and make it snappy.
explodes...........BOOM!!!
A short while later he finds himself on a
huge white staircase leading towards the heavens, so he starts
ascending. After an hour or so of climbing, he arrives at a landing
where an old man in white robes and a long flowing beard is sitting
surrounded by ledgers.’ Excuse me, Sir,' he says. 'Are you Mohammed?'
'No,' replies the old man. 'I am St. Peter. Mohammed is further up the
stairs.' 'But this is great news,' exclaims the bomber. 'Mohammed is
higher than St. Peter! I can hardly believe it!'
He continues ascending the stairs. After another hour of hard climbing he arrives
at another landing. Standing on the landing is a serene-looking man
with long hair and a long white beard.’ Excuse me, Sir,' he says. 'Are
you Mohammed?' 'No,' replies the man. 'I am Jesus.
Mohammed is further up the stairs.' 'But this is amazing news,'
exclaims the bomber. 'Mohammed is even higher than Jesus! Martyrdom is
wonderful!!'
After a further two hours of hard climbing, he arrives on a huge landing. There, sitting on a
magnificent throne, is another old man with flowing white robes, a
beard, and long white hair.’ Excuse me, Sir,' he says. 'Are you
Mohammed?' 'No,' replies the old man.. 'I am God.' 'But this is
incredible news!' screams the bomber. 'Mohammed is higher than God
even!! I am so excited, I can't believe It! Martyrdom is
thrilling!! '
'You look tired, my son,' says God.
Would you like to sit down and rest a while?'' Oh yes, replies the
bomber. 'I am very tired and would love a rest before I carry on,
thank you.' The bomber sits and God says, 'You look hungry and thirsty, my son.
Would you like some food and a drink? ''Oh yes, please, ' replies the bomber. 'I am most thirsty and hungry, thank you.’ With this, God turns and snaps his fingers and shouts,
'Oi, Mohammed, a couple of bacon sarnies, and two beers over here you paki bastard, and make it snappy.