I took off today from work. After my conversation last night with Ambassador Patterson I am terrified to meet with Mr. Budwai. Patterson claimed he had a conversation with my boss that will forever alter our relationship. I don't doubt Patterson. The man is a terror that hates me. Speaking of terror, we decided that it was probably good to have a sit down with Patricia to discuss the other bombshell that Patterson laid on us - she's hanging out with the Sunshine Lollipop Terrorist gang.

 

"Patricia, are you good? Is school good?" I asked her.

She looked down and spoke in a low voice - "Um, I'm not allowed to go to school. This is Saudi Arabia. I spend my days in isolation hoping one day that we will return to the West".

 

Nothing I hate worse than self-pity.

"You can't spell optimism without 'I'. I declared.

 

"Father, are you mentally challenged?" Patricia asked me with a smirk.

 

Total disrespect, It's not like I'm not the one in a terrorist gang.

"Terrorism is a mental disorder. Did you know that Patricia?"

 

She started to walk out.

 

"Am I not getting to you? Do you think the Sunshine Lollipop Group is just for fun?"

 

She turned around and pulled out a poster and handed it to me, it read:

THE SUNSHINE LOLLIPOP GROUP, FIGHTING SAUDI YOUTH DEPRESSION SINCE THE DAYS OF AL-SHEIKH-SAUD

 

I was shocked. What kind of person would go to these lengths to deny the truth.

"I've had enough Patricia. Next week you will be enrolling in this program. If I can't wake you up they will. Here's a little poster with some truth on it."

 

Patricia opened it with a look that wiped that sly grin off her face as she read...

SAUDI ARABIA TERRORISM REHABILITATION GROUP - THERE'S ONLY 'ERROR' IN THE WORD 'TERROR' - 50% OFF FOR ALL 3,000 STATE RECOGNIZED TERROR CLUBS, BBQ'S AND MIXERS

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