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THE NEXT WEEK:

Kadafi walks through the main room again

Kadafi: *big sigh* well we're not closing it down, not anytime soon atleast.

ZAk and Farhan have a "what!? why!?" look upon their faces, Muhammed has a "haha i told you so!" expression on his.

Kadafi: I cant go through anymore of those "can we have/get/want/etc." threads--and i have a feeling once it closes were going to get a lot of those concerning re-having a marriage section.

Farhan: But we can delete those, we'll take care of the rest, all you would have to do is close it.

Kadafi: We cant lose members over this, ekhi. So its just gonna stay there, besides *laughs* you all can get some advice in case you ever fall in love with with a peg-legged, patch-eyed woman with a good iman. They should have a similar thread somewhere in that section if you search!

Farhan: *mumbles under breath* Im already married tho...

Kadafi: rubbing it in for us eh ekhi??

Farhan: yea

Muhammed: mmmmMMmmmmMMmm biryaanniii..

Everyone stares at muhammed. zAk hits muhammed as if he were daydreaming.

Muahmmed: what?? dont any of you smell that??

Everyone: no..no, not at all..no.. 8-)

Kadafi: I guess its time for me to get back to work.

Muhammed: come on! dont you smell that??

Khaldun: *laughs*

IN THE MAIN ROOM

All the mods are enjoying a nice plate of Biryani. The Admins are walking out of the back office when they smell a wiff of it.

Mods: come on guys, sit down, have some.

All the admins attempt to have a seat until two businessmen approach dressed in black tuxedoes and carrying a briefcase in each hand along with shades and hats to match. They place the briefcases onto the table and open it.

Muezzin: Take your pick, we have rolex, Gucci, etc..

Ahmed: but this one says Timex

Minaz gives him a look

Ahmed: uh, I mean, It’s a Rolex with the name scratched of…or something…

Muezzin: *cough* so anyone want one, two, a few?

Minaz: They make great eid gifts ya know.

Muezzin: oh yea, we have some for the lil ones at home, the blind, the deaf, the illiterate..

Fi: hmmm..selling fake brand watches, for name brand prices?? This is fitnah you know…

Minaz: Ekhi, *squints eyes* this whole world is fitnah

Muezzin: true, NEXT!

Mods continue to eat ignoring Muezzin and Minaz

Muezzin: Alright, alright, since I know you all personally, I’ll take 10% off the regular price, how ‘bout it?

Khaldun: BISMILLAH!

Muezzin: oh, you guys are about to dig in… well then, we’ll have business next time, my apologies for the interruption.

Muezzin and Minaz lock their briefcases and proceed to leave.

Minaz: I told you they were busy

Muezzin: No you didn’t

Minaz: Yes, I did.

Muezzin: No you didn’t

Minaz: Yes, I did.

Mezzin: Ok, be quiet, we’re infront of the sister’s room.

Minaz: so what?

Muezzin: Take out briefcase #741, I believe Aamirsaab reloaded it for us.

Minaz: Oh no, I’m not going through that again.

Muezzin: So now we’re scared of girls are we??

Minaz: No, but—

Muezzin: *knocks on door*

Minaz: I’m leaving.. *turns and proceeds to walk away*

Muezzin: shhhhhhh

Minaz: what? *halfway turned towards muezzin*

Muezzin: RUUUUUUUUUUN!

Minaz: WHAT?!

Muezzin: RUN MAN, RUN! *muezzin pushes minaz* *minaz trips*

The sisters all stood in front of the door with a shoe in their hand and a mean
look on their faces. Muezzin runs off leaving Minaz behind.

Minaz: AHHHHHHHHHH!

Muezzin hears Minaz and turns back and tries to rescue him
The sisters attack by shoe throwing.

Muezzin: OK! OK! We’re leavinggg!

Minaz and Muezzin pick themselves up and run away.
They reach the end of the hallway and Muezzin begins to laugh.
Minaz is breathing heavily.

Minaz: What the hell are you laughing for!? I was almost killed!

Muezzin: you were all like “Ahhhh” what kind of scream was that! *laughs hysterically*

Minaz: yea, well you were running like a speeding bullet as if they were after you.

Muezzin: and you TRIPPED! *continues to laugh*

Minaz: One day I’m going to write a book Muezzin *squints eyes*

Muezzin: *stops laughing* ahem..well then, lets get back to business.

Minaz: Those sisters were viscious..especially that tall niqaabi

Muezzin: I know, I don’t think we can get commerce off of them…I guess they were all on diets or something.

Minaz: Yea, I suppose we have to remove suitcase #741 from our list. *takes out writing tablet: ‘note to self: NEVER BRING CHOCOLATES TO SISTERS’*

Farhan walks by.

Far7an: What happened to you two?

Minaz: umm Track team…ya kno to prepare ourselves for the cricket match on Sunday.

Far7an: I see.

Muezzin: yea..

Far7an: I’ll destroy the tape for you guys, It’s enough I had to watch it *shakes head in dissapointment*…

Minaz: they have hidden camcorders in the hallways!?

Far7an: yea, didn’t you read the Attention Notice posted outside the Admin’s office?

Muezzin: No, guess not, well thanks anyways..

Far7an leaves.

Minaz: well THAT was embarrassing.

Muezzin: dude, you have scuff marks on your shoes

Minaz: Yea, I know..I’ll buy some new ones tomorrow.

Muezzin: You just bought those yesterday.

Minaz: yea and? *raises eyebrow*

Muezzin: We’re going to be in debt before we’re able to sell our stocks.

Minaz: Who said I was going to buy them? It was your fault they got scuff marks on them.

Muezzin: Well it was you that tripped

Minaz: Well it was you that PUSHED me!

Muezzin: I didn’t push you, I simply “propelled” you towards safety.

Minaz: Safety is not on the ground, Muezzin.

Muezzin: It was for that incident; they could’ve clocked you with their heels! Luckily you were already ducked on the ground ;)

Minaz: You’re still buying me new shoes.

Muezzin: And you still fell...

Bad news: Probably and most likely the last script..EVER! *Allahu A'lem*
Good news: IT'S YOUR TURN! so yea come on and posts your scripts!

fi aman Allah
w'salaam