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From: "Barbara Arnoff" <Barbara.Arnoff@ssa.gov>
Sent: Thursday, March 5, 2009 7:41:13 AM GMT -07:00 U.S. Mountain Time (Arizona)
Subject: FW: : TRUST AN ISRAELI
Subject: Fwd: FW: TRUST AN ISRAELI
Subject: TRUST AN ISRAELI
Hamas gathers 4,000 of their finest warriors at Israel's border. As they near the battlefield, there suddenly appears a solitary figure on the crest of the hill. A short, curly haired, man stands, staring at the Arab army defiantly.
'Go to hell, you Arab ‘mumzers’!,' yells the small Israeli guy on the hill.
Come over here, you uncivilized vermin, and I'll tear you all apart!'
Ali bin Abdullah turns to his commander, 'Send 20 men to deal with that little infidel Jew', he says. The commander sends twenty of his best men over the hill to kill the Israeli.
Ten minutes later, at the crest of the hill, The little Israeli appears again.
You suicidal schmucks!' he yells. 'Come on the rest of you!!
Come on, I'll slaughter you all!'
Ali Bin Abdullah is getting angry. He turns to his commander. 'Send 100 men to kill
that little son of a pig!' The commander sends 100 men over the hill to do the job.
Ten minutes later, the little Israeli appears at the top of the hill once more, his shirt torn to shreds, his arms and legs bruised and bloody. 'You camel dung!' he yells.
'I'm just warming up!! Come and get me, desert drek!!'
Abdullah loses patience. 'Commander, take 400 men and personally WIPE HIM OFF
THE EARTH!' he yells. The commander gulps, but leads four hundred men on horseback over the crest of the hill.
Ten minutes later, the little Israeli is back. His clothing is all torn; his face and body are covered in blood, sweat, sand and dirt. 'Is that the best you can do??? You fight like little girls!!! Come on!! Come and give me a battle, you filthy goat rapists!!!' he yells.
Abdullah turns to his second in command. 'Take 1,000 men over that hill and don't come back till you've killed him!', he screams. The second in command gathers the men and they ride off over the hill to their fate.
Ten minutes later, one of the Arab militants appears back at the top of the hill. He's near
death, covered in blood and his battered face is unrecognizable. 'Oh, exalted leader,'
he yells. 'It's a trap!!! There are TWO of them!!!'
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