Eid. - 8th Thursday 2013.

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Host: Hello, welcome to the Dance Competition for Muslims. :D

Muslims: Wooooo hoo!

Host: I mean, Islam!

Islams: WOOOOOOP WOOP!

Host: Now, a couple or two couples win 10,000 pounds if they have the best dances. :D

Islams: *start dances*

Host: When I say- OK, DANCE DANCE! :D

Babies mum: *falls over*

Babies dad: *falls over*

Host: *laughs his flipping head off*

Babies: *come in to cause mischeif* AHH, CHOPPED OF HEADS! *runs awau* CURSE YOU, MOTHER TRUCKER, AND DAD TRUCKER.

Babies mum and dad: *gets back up* *sees thousands of cash* *robs it*

Babies: ROBBERS! Wait, cash for us? YIPPEEE!

Host: *gets back up* Now, the winner is, them! *points*

Them: YAY! We are called Them.

Host: *gets money* Where has the money gone? I know you have ran away, money! NOO!

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Babies: *gets back home* That was very mean of you, mother and dad trucker.

Mum and Dad: We got thousands of cash! :D

Babies: Not any more! *puts cash into van*

Van: *drives away*

Mum and Dad: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Curse you. :(

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 17, 2013 ⏰

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