The idea of “terrorist chatter” suggests to me that terrorist get-togethers are more fun than we realized…
Abdul and Qadir drop by Rafik’s place for tea and gossip
Rafik: Oh, Hi Abdul! Oh, don’t you look darling in that little gingham number! Why, I just wish I knew how to make my hair curl up at the ends like that! Do you use gel?
Abdul: No, the blood of the infidel. It holds great, but it doesn’t do that dull, weighty thing I get with gels and sprays. Oh, don’t even tell me you made that cake yourself! My goodness, it looks too good to eat!
Rafik: Oh, you had better eat it! Remember last time, nobody ate a thing, and I ended up eating so many leftovers, I must’ve gained 20 pounds!
Qadir: Oh, hardly. You can eat anything you want, and you still look perfect!.. Say, Abdul, I read that book you lent me, and you are so right! Anne Tyler just knows people. I mean, wow, it was like she was writing about me and my family!
Abdul: Oh, I know. I swear, I just fall right into her books. It’s so easy to get into the characters’ lives, you almost forget they are lying, faithless devils!
Rafik: Well, I prefer Danielle Steele, myself! But then, I like my books like I like my bombs - hot and dirty!
(all laugh)
