The Martyr Maker

Abbas, hey, are you ready to talk to me now, huh?

You got hurt. Will you talk to me?

I don't talk to pigs.

Not me. You got me all wrong.

I'm much dirtier than a pig. Yeah. Yeah.

I'm an American company man, motherfucker.

Now, I wanna know where that nigga Muslim piece of shit is, okay?

I want you to tell me. Where is he? Egypt, Senegal?

Where is he?

I don't know who it is. I don't know who it is!

You don't know who it is, huh? Let me refresh your memory, okay?

Here. Here.

He's a lot like you, okay?

He is another Muslim pig-eating son of a bitch

named Saif-Uddin Mohamed.

Now, that's you with him. That's from surveillance.

So, don't lie to me no more and tell me you don't know who he is.

You know who he is, alright?

Now, I'll ask again. Where is he?

Why don't you ask your mother?

I hear she fucks him.

- We fuck her too. - I know. I know that.

And that's why I killed her.

I shot her right in the fucking cunt! You motherfucker!

Why you want to disrespect her like that?

You're two serpants, I'm gonna blow your fucking head off.

Then I'm gonna take a shit inside your skull!

Now where is he? One...

Shoot. We Muslims. We still go to paradise.

Really?

- No, no! - No!

- Where is he? Where is he? - No, wait, wait. No! No!

I Don't-- Wait, wait. I have a wife and kids.

Fuck your family, motherfucker! Where is he?

No! Don't! No, no, don't shoot him! No!

- Where is he? - No!

- Where is he? - I'll tell you. Wait.

- Where? - He's here in America.

He's in America. Yes. He's right under your noses!

Underneath a nose ain't a city, motherfucker! Where is he?

In Alabama.

Peace be unto you!

Peace be unto you!

In the name of Allah, the mercifull, the magnificent.

The Prophet Muhammad Salalahuli Ma Salam

was awaken one night by the archangel Gabriel.

They were going on a jurney into the rysmis of heaven first,

by glimpse into the mistery of hell is to be seen.

The keeper of Hell was an angel named Malik.

He was known as having a grim look on his face at all time

because of the suffering he was a witness to.

Pain, distress, and hardships. Suffering.

This is America.

Everyone comes here to America to change their lives

because of the suffering they have seen in their former countries.

Our forefathers or we ourselves have come to America for something better.

But do we, the Muslims, have something better?

I don't think so. Look around you. What do you see?

Women half naked in public. No respect for the elders.

Drugs and alcohol and fornication among the unwed.

The approval of homosexuality. For them, it is okay.

It's America, land of the free,

where it's free to express yourself without fear of revisal.

But how free are we realy?

If a Muslim wants to wear a burqa or pray in a mosque

or refuses to honor a Pagan ritual,

he's arrested and cursed at. They tell the Muslim to go back

to where we come from.

Which is interesting, right?

Because everyone here in America have come from somewhere else.

Why should anyone have to go back to where they come from

when they're exercising their right to express themselves?

It's Hipocracy!

Make no mistake about it. They hate us.

And I know why.

Because Islam is the number one growing religion in America,

and it scares them to death.

That's why their goal is to divide the Muslim and conquer the Muslim.

Humiliation, hatred, and lies. They send the police to harrase us.

They send thugs of Israel to hurt us.

They post false claims about us on social media,

portraying us in negative light.

But at the end it doesn’t work, because it is the Muslim

that adherese to the word of Allah and Allah alone is the master judge!

There is no God but Allah.

the prophet Muhammad Salalahuli Ma Salam as His messanger.

- Allahu Akbar! - Allahu Akbar!

- Allahu Akbar! - Allahu Akbar!

- Allahu Akbar! - Allahu Akbar!

- Allahu Akbar! - Allahu Akbar!

Why should you trust in America when America does'nt trust on you?

How can yoy trust in America if it does'nt respect you?

It is our duty as Muslims to cleanse this country of hipocracy.

It is our duty as Muslims to extinguish hell and raise hell and Takbiah!

- Allahu Akbar! - Allahu Akbar!

- Allahu Akbar! - Allahu Akbar!

Allahu Akbar!

I saw on Venus a story today about this houswife.

Now I didn't figure from which country, but she's cleaning her apartment, right?

And as she's cleaning her apartment, from the corner of her eye,

she sees a realy big waterbug. She bugs out.

So she's tries to kill it, but this waterbug is going way too fast.

Going in circles around, tik, tik, tik.

Somehow she manage to get this waterbug to the toilet bowl.

And unlike any other normal human being, she--she does'nt flufh it away.

She takes entire can of Ray and sprays it on the toilet,

so the bug has died. It finally died.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, what's dead? - Crazy.

- The waterbug. - Oh, I thought the story was dead.

She fucking shot him.

- You got any weed? - I don't have any weed.

Listen to this story I'm telling. It's good, It's good, I promise.

So the husband walks in. He's smoking a cigar,

and he locks himself in the bathroom.

He takes the cigar, he toss it into the bowl.

Boom! Just like that.

That ignite all the bug spray, the breast, his cock, and the balls clean on.

Get the fuck outta here. Where did you hear this?

- True story, huh? - Facebook.

- Facebook? - Where did this happened, you know?

Oh yeah, it's gotta be real if it's on Facebook.

No, for real. It's true. It's true.

Come in!

A true story. Check it out.

- Oh, shit, Yussef. - Yo.

- What's up? - No, bullshit. What's good?

Nothing much, nothing much.

- Hey, what's up, bro? - Hey.

- Yeah. - Oh, is it really?

Yo, that shit's for real, man?

The worst fucking blunt I've ever seen.

Looks like cat shit.

You know what it looks better than? That fucking story you told us.

Zahid! Habi said to keep it down.

Close the door!

- Who is she talking about? - My father.

- How old is your sister? - Don't be talking about my sister.

I mean... son.

I'm telling you, I'm getting sick.

- Don't stand there. - What you want me to do?

Move! Sit down, bro!

That motherfucker says he wants me, and it's insecurity talking. It's ok.

- You can't even spell insecurity. - Insecure these nuts.

Yo, so listen to this.

My man just came back from Brazil,

and he said the bitches out there were slammin', son.

Fucking fat asses everywhere.

Oh shit, I like fat ass.

Motherfuckers wearing them next to nothing too.

And the crazy shit is...

you tell them you're from Alabama,

you got like 10 little bitches hanging of you, son.

You know, I'd love to go to Brazil, but I don't speak that Gibrish you speak,

so I don't think I'll have a good time.

They speak English in them countries.

As long as you got or have money, you'll be fine.

Yo, Cuba got the same shit going on, man. It aint that far away.

- You are just losers, man. - We two losers?

- Such what? - Why?

Losers. You guys are losers.

- Since when you a winner? - Word.

Makes you cloud look like motherfucker's a real winner.

Yo, why dont you come up with a girl in your country?

Look, it's not that easy, all right?

All right, where I come from, right? you cant just kik it to the girl you want

'cause they all go with shaparons.

And second, their releigion is just... what? It's ridiculous.

- Why? - You understand me?

All right, I'll brake it down.

Once I was in Pakistan,

there was this beautifule, beautifule young girl, right?

Walknig by the street by herself and everything.

And as she got closer, her armpits smelled like tear gas, man.

- Buddy can't do this shit. - Oh, shit!

Something like this.

That's cold. You fucking people too, bro.

I don't know, some of them girls in your country,

they got some real beautiful faces tough.

- Beautifule? - Keep it real.

You can't even see their faces with that thing, the veil.

What are you talking about, bro?

These girls like ninjas walking around.

From Muslim countries, huh?

If your catch your girlfriend cheating on you, right?

Even if she wasn't cheat--

You can dragg her by her hair down the street, slice her throat.

I mean, bro, what the fuck?

They treat them like dogs over there.

As a matter of fact, they treat dogs better than they treat woman over there.

They're crazy about Sharia law.

It almost one o'clock.

Wake your brother up.

Zahid, wake up!

Good morning, Mom.

- Good morning. - Morning.

Why you have to make so much noise last night?

What's the matter with you? Don't you have a respect for anyone?

Baba, I sat down for five seconds. You're starting with me already?

Come on.

Who's that?