“Hey Bashie,baby wussup?
Hello? Is this Barry? Barry! my brother in Allah! how's things running the Great Satan.
Not too good,the folks are wising up too fast but the race card still works.
Oh,that's good, nice to have a “race” in the hole,eh?
(both giggle like schoolgirls)
Oh,let me catch my breath...ok,Bashie boy here's why I called.You gotta lighten up killing the dissidents—the optics for me are getting kind of bad. I have been trying to change regimes in your neighborhood into those that want to kill Jews,you understand? You get a pass because you already kill Jews—but I'm trying to play this “Arab Spring” bullcrap to the American public but the ones who's lips aren't welded to my but are calling me a hypocrite for not going after you like I went after that Jew loving Mubarak.
What about Gadafy? He got no love for Jews.
Oh him? Well, Egypt is between him and Israel so he can't directly attack the Zionists and he lost his mojo for terrorism,so I'm trying to replace him with real—you know the “Mu Bro” terrorists—that being the only way Libya can get to the Jews.
Pretty smart BO.
But it ain't gonna work if you keep butchering every nimrod who doesn't lick your jackboots til they shine!
Daddy use to slaughter before a single breakfast a lot more than I have all this year!
The good old days are over Bashie.”