Assalamu Alaikum
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Ofcoarse the Golden Title is given to the
Head Administrator of LI: Kadafi : Creator of LI (Barak Allahu Feek!)
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Administrators of LI (shades included ofcoarse): Khaldun : The “Quiet” Mod, expresses himself with a raise of an eyebrow…amazing hafidh (mashallah), also helped with the creation of LI
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The SuperMods also referred to as
SM's of LI: Far7an: Most sarcastic, and top SM at LI zAk: Who doesn’t know him! Muhammed: One of the more knowledgeable brothers…closes threads in peace
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Brownies a.k.a "the kids", but formally known as the
Moderators of LI: Ahmed-LI’sHalo addict! Fi- Very knowledgeable bro, mini version of Ansar, always has ahadith at the tip of his fingertips!
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Full Members (majority of LI, we rule! 'cept when we get warnings ) Minaz: Salesman #1 Muezzin: Salesman #2 Aamirsaab: Stocker [No, I didn't mean stalker] disclaimer: they were only members when I wrote this.. |
PART IV
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
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