Arabian Aspirations

Two Arabs were sitting along the Gaza Strip chatting over a pint of goats milk.

One pulled his wallet out and started flipping through pictures.

“This is my oldest son,” he said as he proudly showed the picture to his friend. “He’s a martyr.”

He flipped to another image and said, “Here’s my second son. He’s a martyr too!”

After a pause and a deep sigh, the second Arab wistfully replied, “They blow up so fast, don’t they?”

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