On her deathbed, my sister told me so many people have no death beds...

On her deathbed, my sister told me so many people have no death beds. They just die.

She went on and said,

“Let me first tell you about my dream:

a man cries and calls out his friend,

‘What do I do, Cossack, when they leave the gun in my hand!’

‘I see you, Cossack’, his friend responds.

“I leave you with my dad’s last words:

‘شكلين ما بحكي:

أصبُّ جام غضبي

وأهبُ جام حبّي

هكذا أستضدُّ’

"And I leave you with mine:

sometimes your emergency call

is your booty call.

How liberal are you?"