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Raheem and Martin

Hey Raheem, what it is Brohemian?!

Hey, what’s up brother dude?

So uh, are we still on for that terrorism that we had planned for next Tuesday after the India-Australia cricket match?

Hell yeah Dudenheimer! We’ve been planning this terrorism for years, you think I would cancel on you, bro?

Right, yeah … it’s just that the Americans killed General Soleimani, and I gotta, say, I’m kinda bummed, my heart just isn’t in this whole terrorism thing anymore. You uh, know what I mean man?

Well … I mean, yeah Duderoni and Cheese, I didn’t want to say anything, but yeah, I’ve been kind of bummed about that. It’s just so hard to go do terrorism when I’m all bummed over Solly. I know a lot of other terrorists get into the whole “martyr for the cause thing” but I gotta say, it’s just never been my bag, you know? I was more into just like chilling with my man Solly, just kind of being a global menace, you know, like Bushwick Bill, right?

Bushwick Bill from the Geto Boys! And Raheem! Were you named after him dude?

I was named after my mom’s great uncle Raheem, he paid for her nursing school, so she named me after him.

Anyway, you okay if we just shitcan the whole terrorism thing? I was thinking that after the India-Australia match, we could just hang with the fellas, maybe play some Madden NFL on the X-Box? Does your sister still make that German potato salad? I could eat a gallon of that stuff.

Yeah, the last time you did eat a gallon of that stuff and within an hour your farts were like Improvised Explosive Devices. It smelled like a polecat crawled up inside you and died.

Ha! I guess I can always find a new line of work now that this whole terrorism line of has shit the bed, huh?

What do you mean?

I’ll eat shit-tons of your sister’s potato salad and then fumigate houses for termites!

Ha, it’s funny being terrorists that some asshole in Davenport, Iowa invented on his computer, huh bro?

Hey man, I’m just doing my part to help keep someone from having to make an exit plan.

Yeah! Exit plans! Those are for pussies, right Bro?