See I knew Osama from the days when he drove a cab in Camden. He would always have time for a chat and would always offer you a fresh brew from his flask. He'd frequently collect money from us other cabbies for worthy causes like educating poor children in Pakistani maddressas.
As a cabbie his London knowledge was first class, and punters could always rely on his familiarity with the East End brass trade; I believe he was the inspiration for punternet. Anyway, when I heard that the yanks had mowed him and his family down in cold blood, I near jumped up and threw my shoe at the telly. What kind of beligerant bastards would kill a good bloke like Osama? I am quite literally shaking with anger, and 'this-close' to cancelling our 25th Wedding anniversary trip to Florida. I'm not anti-Yank by any means, but I'll make damn sure I tell the US immigration bloke in Orlando that they killed a good bloke, a man I'm proud to have called a friend.
So anyway, to my fallen comrade Osama, I salute you!
Osama bin Mohammed bin Awad bin Laden
March 10, 1957 – May 2, 2011
RIP
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