when all else fails…

U: ok…hey:

U: Do you think it’d be odd if I became so well-off, like real comfy in life

U: I mean not having to answer to anybody…

U: And then I started dressing like a pirate

Yasmine: hmmmm

Yasmine: Pirate?

U: You know, eye patches, do-rags on the head, and shredded shirts

Yasmine: Why a pirate?

Yasmine: Eye patch and all?

Yasmine: hahahahaha

U: Like a diff’ pirate theme each day

U: One day, Red Beard

Yasmine: And this is, why?

U: Next day, One-Eyed Willy

U: And then one day, like Ol’ Salty Dog

U: And Black Beard

U: I mean, just be a pirate

Yasmine: hmm sounds hecka fun yo

U: And since I’ll be so well-off, no job or office to worry about

Yasmine: Now that would be the life

Yasmine: And all this wealth will come from your career in medicine?

Yasmine: As a doctor?

Yasmine: So these are post-retirement plans or what?

U: Well, I meant just hypothetically if I won the lottery or my long-lost uncle turned out to be a Saudi sheikh, etc.

Yasmine: ohhh

Yasmine: I see how it is

U: Yea. You know, just for the heck of it

U: Like pirates of the caribbean

U: One day a deck swabber

U: Next day a cantina-hombre

Yasmine: hahahaha

Yasmine: This is so funny

U: Another day, the cook

U: Then finally, ol’ crusty Cap’n Crunch

U: One day go w/ the peg leg

U: Another day, the hook

U: But Allah wouldn’t like mockery of the less fortunate

U: So I’d keep limbs non-parodied

U: :-[

Yasmine: Smart child

U: But, you feel me? I mean, to be so well-off and so untouchable, that you don’t have to abide nor comform to society’s niches or qualms

Yasmine: I don’t do that anywayz

Yasmine: Conform, I mean

Yasmine: Drives my family and relatives insane

Yasmine: lol

U: To be able to say to my son, “Ahoy matey, you lil &#^$@”

U: Yea, BUT do YOU have a parrot and an eyepatch??

Yasmine: You sure your son won’t be all traumatized?

U: And my son would then say, “Ol’ piece of barnacle *$%^#, go walketh the plank!”

U: Oh, and the swords, wow

Yasmine: Dude, your family is gonna be psycho to the max

U: hahaha, you’ll be the nutty aunt down the road, commited in the “institute”

Yasmine: Wonderful

Yasmine: You guys can have fun during visiting hours

Yasmine: Make sure you bring me some crayons

Yasmine: AND french fries

U: omg, i forgot

U: Fish n CHIPS!

U: LONG JOHN SILVER!

U: And everytime I say, “Where’s my booty,” everyone will go, “She’s at the halaqa”

U: HAHAHAHA

Yasmine: Dude, what are you ON?

U: Booty = spoils, riches

U: But in a BET/ebonics sense, I’d be hip to the homies

Yasmine: Yeah, I got that

Yasmine: Insane in the membrane….

Yasmine: Loco en la cabesa…

U: To say the least

U: Mein Kopf ist sehr sehr WACK

Yasmine: Now that’s a major understatement

U: (Deep in pirate thought)

U: (Mustache or beard?)

U: ahh, decisions, decisions, decisions

Yasmine: What did the voices in your head decide on that one?

U: hmm, man I dunno if a pious practising Muslim jigga can pull off a real-deal pirate

U: Man, watta bummer

U: Come on…

U: I can’t wear jewelry

U: I don’t swear

U: And my idea of getting liquored up is drinking too much Mountain Dew

U: Jeez, I built this immaculate dream, and now it’s CRASHED