Raising Martyrs

This came from Ms. Scarlett. The author is unknown.

Abdul and Mohammed were discussing their children in a cafe in downtown Bagdad. Abdul pulls out his wallet and shows Mohammed pictures of his children.

“This is my oldest son, he is a martyr.”

“And this is my second son, he is also a martyr.”

“Ah, yes,” sighed Mohammed, “They blow up so fast these days”.

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