What a bugger. Gunmen run into a publisher whose product I would never have dreamed of buying anyway and shoot them dead.
Their reason? Something to do with Mohammed, a talisman whom they believe excuses murder.
Methinks such a reason is inexcusable.
Do you hear me Mohammed?
Some of the half wits who follow you say you excuse their cold blooded murder. They say that you will give such murderers a suite in one of heaven’s wings.
I’d like to tell you this kind sir.
If that’s what you really think you are a fraud.
Until today I’ve always had time for you, but now, bugger off.