Post by Robert on Mar 24, 2010 10:52:32 GMT 1
Published on 22 Feb. 2009 in a Roman newspaper, Bin Laden declared: "It's quite hard to strike in Italy."
In fact, contents from Italian Intelligence files disclosed recently, asserted that Bin Laden had already tried to organize a bomb attempt on Italian soil.
Two terrorists coming from the Middle East landed in Naples ready to execute Allah's punishment to the unfaithful Italians. Here is how it all happened:
Sunday, 11.35 am
Once landed at Naples' international airport, they'd to make a complaint, as their luggage, for some unknown reasons, got lost.
The luggage claim desk manager, after several hours finally told them to come back the day after, adding a not so convincing: "Who knows, if you get lucky... "
Out of the airport, they took a cab. The driver (a moonlighter) seeing they were foreigners and pretty tired of their long journey, planned of laying a trap on them. At Villarica's roundabout, he met with an accomplice: our tourists, beaten up and rubbed were left behind unconscious on the road.
Monday, 13.00 pm
When waking up, our two terrorists walked on their way back to the airport. At Piazza Mazzini, they sold their watches... in exchange of fake 100-euro notes.
Monday, 14.00 pm
At Capodichino's airport, willing deadly to hijack a plane and have it crashed on one of the city towers, they found out that Alitalia's pilots were on strike, demonstrating for higher wages and 10-hour working weeks.
The local authorities airport was constrained to call upon police squads as staff and passengers started showing their anger. They bludgeoned everybody heartily, in particular our two Arabs.
Monday, 19.05 pm
Peace now restored, our two bleeding sons of Allah, advanced toward 'Maradona Airlines', the only remaining open counter left and bought two plane tickets, uninformed the flight had been already cancelled.
Monday, 22.07 pm
At that point, the terrorists discussed to know if they'd carry out their project or not… Was striking Naples an act of war or rather an act of charity?
Monday, 23.02 pm
Hungry, they ordered omelet and mussels at the airport snack.
Tuesday, 04.35 am
The omelet generated a striking down salmonella that sent our men directly back to Cardarelli's hospital. The matter would have been treated easily if doctors had not detected cholera contained in mussels.
Sunday, 05.20 pm
Out of the hospital after six days, they reached San Paolo Stadium... Where the Neapolitan football team had just lost against Palermo, thanks to two penalties granted to the Sicilian team by the referee, Concettino Riina de Corleone. (For those who don't know, Toto Riina is a mafia boss.)
A group of Neapolitan hooligans, spotting our dark skin guys, thought they were Sicilian supporters and then spun a thrashing on them.
Their leader, known as “Peppe U Ricchione” (Peppe the Queer), couldn’t do better than to sexually misuse them.
Sunday, 19.45 pm
The two terrorists got a booze for the first time ever to sweep off their mind that new experience (never mind if it was a sin). At a bar in the port area, they were given a mixture of wine with methanol, sending our guys once again to Cardarelli's hospital for another intoxication.
Through blood tests, HIV virus was detected (Peppe has no mercy).
Tuesday, 23.42 pm
Half blinds, they fled away Italy in a raft, heading for the more welcoming Libyan coasts.
Conclusion: Back home, they swore before Allah that from now on, no one should attempt terrorist actions against our beloved country.
In fact, contents from Italian Intelligence files disclosed recently, asserted that Bin Laden had already tried to organize a bomb attempt on Italian soil.
Two terrorists coming from the Middle East landed in Naples ready to execute Allah's punishment to the unfaithful Italians. Here is how it all happened:
Sunday, 11.35 am
Once landed at Naples' international airport, they'd to make a complaint, as their luggage, for some unknown reasons, got lost.
The luggage claim desk manager, after several hours finally told them to come back the day after, adding a not so convincing: "Who knows, if you get lucky... "
Out of the airport, they took a cab. The driver (a moonlighter) seeing they were foreigners and pretty tired of their long journey, planned of laying a trap on them. At Villarica's roundabout, he met with an accomplice: our tourists, beaten up and rubbed were left behind unconscious on the road.
Monday, 13.00 pm
When waking up, our two terrorists walked on their way back to the airport. At Piazza Mazzini, they sold their watches... in exchange of fake 100-euro notes.
Monday, 14.00 pm
At Capodichino's airport, willing deadly to hijack a plane and have it crashed on one of the city towers, they found out that Alitalia's pilots were on strike, demonstrating for higher wages and 10-hour working weeks.
The local authorities airport was constrained to call upon police squads as staff and passengers started showing their anger. They bludgeoned everybody heartily, in particular our two Arabs.
Monday, 19.05 pm
Peace now restored, our two bleeding sons of Allah, advanced toward 'Maradona Airlines', the only remaining open counter left and bought two plane tickets, uninformed the flight had been already cancelled.
Monday, 22.07 pm
At that point, the terrorists discussed to know if they'd carry out their project or not… Was striking Naples an act of war or rather an act of charity?
Monday, 23.02 pm
Hungry, they ordered omelet and mussels at the airport snack.
Tuesday, 04.35 am
The omelet generated a striking down salmonella that sent our men directly back to Cardarelli's hospital. The matter would have been treated easily if doctors had not detected cholera contained in mussels.
Sunday, 05.20 pm
Out of the hospital after six days, they reached San Paolo Stadium... Where the Neapolitan football team had just lost against Palermo, thanks to two penalties granted to the Sicilian team by the referee, Concettino Riina de Corleone. (For those who don't know, Toto Riina is a mafia boss.)
A group of Neapolitan hooligans, spotting our dark skin guys, thought they were Sicilian supporters and then spun a thrashing on them.
Their leader, known as “Peppe U Ricchione” (Peppe the Queer), couldn’t do better than to sexually misuse them.
Sunday, 19.45 pm
The two terrorists got a booze for the first time ever to sweep off their mind that new experience (never mind if it was a sin). At a bar in the port area, they were given a mixture of wine with methanol, sending our guys once again to Cardarelli's hospital for another intoxication.
Through blood tests, HIV virus was detected (Peppe has no mercy).
Tuesday, 23.42 pm
Half blinds, they fled away Italy in a raft, heading for the more welcoming Libyan coasts.
Conclusion: Back home, they swore before Allah that from now on, no one should attempt terrorist actions against our beloved country.