Arabs!

Sitting on the livingroom couch at my parents house watching television with them I realised I truly was my fathers son. Whilst we were watching a documentary on the history of Islamic suicide bombers Dad decided it would be fun to teach his dog to bark on command. Normal enough you'd say, except that he decided command cues like 'talk' were far too commonplace and opted instead to teach Lucy (short for Lucifer) to bark and run around when he said 'Arabs! Kill Lucy kill!'


It is no longer a mystery why the general public finds my sense of humour inappropriate.