The persons & events
in this story are fictitious. Any similarity to
actual persons or events is unintentional.
JUMPY HIJACKERS
Frame 1.
Plane is flying in the sky.
MOHAMMED: Don't panic, Ahmed. This is an Arab airline, we took off
from an Arab country -- of course the baggage screeners were Arabs!
AHMED: That's what scares me!
Frame 2.
MOHAMMED: Relax, we're the only hijackers here, and we ain't hijacking
it because this baby is flying to New York where Osama has sent us.
AHMED: What makes you think there aren't any others? There's Hamas,
Hezbollah, Islamic Jihad… One cell not knowing what the other
cell is doing... Don't you wish there was a joined database that we
could check before booking a flight?
Frame 3.
AHMED: Think about the statistics, Mohammed. Who fits the hijacker
profile? Young Muslim males of Middle Eastern origin. Now look around
yourself. See that Muslim in a turban?
MOHAMMED: Which one?
Frame 4.
MOHAMMED: They're all Muslims and they're all wearing turbans.
AHMED: My point exactly. These people are giving me the creeps.
Frame 5.
MOHAMMED: Aren't we also young Muslim males of Middle Eastern origin?
AHMED: Stop scaring me like that!
Frame 6.
AHMED: That's it!!! I want off this plane right now!!!
Frame 7.
MOHAMMED: You camel-dung moron! They're all Arab oil sheiks going
to Las Vegas to see Wayne Newton! You booked us on the wrong flight!!!
