The other day I was walking down my street when a pack of feral gypsies came out of nowhere and wanted to steal everything I had on. Luckily a hezbollah fighter appeared out of nowhere too behind their backs and mowed them down with a wave of rockets.
After the shower of explosions that obliterated such savage subhumans to a red pulp, all the gold jewelry the gypsies carried on flew and shredded in small pieces, causing a golden rain that glittered almost as much as the hope in our hearts that gave us witnessing such heroic feat. Then the Hezbollah fighter preached amongst us a sermon and all the neighborhood converted to the one true faith.
Ever since we've lived happy and safe following the teachings of the Wise and only Prophet Muhammad, praise be upon Him.
