Can we, uh, have a do-over?

Well, what d’ya know? One of the leading Hezbollah smart guys named Mahmoud—a literal rocket scientist, probably—is now saying, “Gee, we didn’t expect all this fuss from Israel over just a couple of kidnapped soldiers. What’s up with that? Can’t they take a joke?”

What a bunch of goofs. Hah-ha. I mean, those wacky insurgent dudes really crack me up. I wouldn’t be surprised if those are just rubber rockets raining down on Haifa that have all those Israelis cowering in bomb shelters. Tee-hee. (You don’t really believe all that Zionist propaganda about death and destruction, do you?) Those Jew boys always were way too serious, if you ask me.

Like, take my widow. Please. Nyuk-yuk-yuk.

I mean, those Muslim boys never let a few lousy human lives get in the way of their fun. They got their priorities straight.

What was it that Golda Meier always used to say about peace in the Holy Land? That it would only come when the Muslims loved their sons more than they hated the Jews.

Yeah, that Golda. Har-de-har-har. What a card. . .