Dick: 'Hey Bob, check out that
Ay-rab lookin' fellow over there. He's wearin' a funny dress type
sorta thing and has a beard. Ya reckon he's one of them Oh-sama Bin Laden-type
people who bombed them towers?'
Bob: 'No, Dick, that
's Juan, the gardener wearing
garment made of linen. He told me yesterday that
he has lost his razor. I doubt he's a terrorist. Come on, I'll watch you get drunk and beat up your cousin/wife.'