It’s not quite like having the number tattooed on your arm but its close. Talking of which, we moved from London to Melbourne, and bought into a high rise condo. One of the owners was a Polish Jew who had become a wealthy developer. He had the tattoo, and had been used as a slave laborer by the Nazis. He was forced to work in building construction. If workers fell to their deaths the Nazis could care less. In the closing weeks of the war he, along with hundreds of slave laborers, was put on a ship in the Baltic Sea. It was torpedoed by a British submarine and he was one of the few to survive.

Thoe who know terror don’t become terrorists.

Did he mention the eyes being like limpid dark pools in the moonlit oasis, caressed by the gentle desert night breeze?

If he did, he’s been at the sherbet again,a bugger for the bottle is OBL when he gets the call of the wild.

Yankee $. The damn Kyrgi’s we’re dealing with won’t take anything else. Well, young boys or diamonds, but we’d prefer to work in dollars.

Peter,

I’m not sure about that – the IR used the possessive “his nanny, Mabel” and something about “prettiest in the herd”, really difficult to make it out. Of course, my Urdu could sure stand a refresher.

I think the reference may be to the fabled Tower of Mabel.Which explains a lot.

He even screwed up your link. It is indeed cyberwar – that Priveew scum was tracked to a cave adjacent to OBL. There are rumors that OBL may have him hit before we can strike. Something about alienation of affection concerning Mabel. Hard to figure, the only Mabel that shows up on intelligence reports is a nanny. I thought OBL’s children were all grown?

The sawbuck is on its way to Wretchard via Waziristan. Should I send it in Australian dollars or just air freight a couple of goats?

For a few seconds there I assumed you were referring to the prophet of Islam. I thought it was earth-shaking breaking news from the ME or something. No such luck I guess. Sigh….

This is cyberwar http://www.timesonline.co.uk/article/0,,2087-1715166,00.html,sorry we seem to have a glitch in prevow.

Katherine and I have that bastard, Preeview, pinned down in a cave in Waziristan. We’re trying to arrange for the use of a Predator to take care of him, once and for all. Send $20 to Wretchard in order to help out. I can’t explain why just now but it will all become clear soon.

Yep, post hoc it is. Too tired to type, apparently. Preview is not my friend, sleep is.