HUMOROUS FICTION
The North Waziristan Connection
Our key ally in the war on terror, Pervez The Prez, decided to make a surprise visit to Pakistan’s remote tribal region, named, in a wizardly way, North Waziristan.
The US informed him al-Qaeda and the Taliban had established a stronghold there, and his intention all sublime was to meet with three important tribal chieftains to elicit their pledge of help in the war on terror.
In return, he would offer his pledge not to intervene militarily in their beloved mountainous region.
He was plunked down by a helicopter and led to a well-appointed cave in the wall, where the tribal chiefs awaited him with all the mock sincerity they could muster under their infrequently shampooed beards.
“Welcome to North Waziristan, President Mush,” one of the triumvirate of turbaned and bearded galoots said.
“Thank you,” Mush replied. “You can call me Pervez.”
“Good,” a tribal chieftain responded, “Call me Omar.”
“I’m Ayman,” confessed another.
“And I’m Orville,” stated the third.
“Orville?” President Mush questioned with some suspicion. “Funny, that doesn’t sound Pakistani?”
“It’s a nickname,” Orville replied.
“Oh,” Mush commented. “May I ask, what’s your real name?”
“Oh, it’s been so long since I used it I can’t remember,” came the provocative answer.
“Really?” Pervez reacted, and interrogated ever deeper.
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