Hyper: Hallaaawww
Basra: Hi Sexy
Hyper: Isaqfurullaah. Who is this?
Basra: Its me. Basra.
(Hyper coughs and takes the phone to another room, away from his wife and closes the room)
Hyper: Nayaa why are you calling me? This is crazy.

Basra: But i love you macaan.

Hyper: war ninyaho wad wareersantahay
Basra: Come on-- you told me you loved me too. Why dont you divorce your fat wife. I am sexier than her.

Hyper: Miyaad carab la'aadaahay sxb
Basra: Yes, i think i know how to use my tongue.
Hyper: Istaqfurulaaah. I didnt mean that. Bismilaaah. Nayaa you are absolutely insane.

Basra: You must divorce your fat wife.

Hyper: maseer aa ku haayo wa muuq muuqataa...aja maana ceelowaa bam bam batax bam
Basra: Haaa....u love my futo bam bam ma ha?
Hyper: istaqfurulaaah. I didnt meant that. Waar yaa ilaahi yaqaana. You are twisting my words and making me more dhaambi than Cali Gaab.
Basra: suaal ayaan kuu haya......
Hyper: What is it? Make it clean-- i have had it enuf!

Basra : Do you love me?
Hyper: Yes. As A sister in Islam but not as man to his woman. Abaaay my abgaal wife will kill me. I cant do this. Good bye hadeee
Basra: Come to me. I will kill myself if you dont marry me. You i even pretended i was a boy and dressed like a sheikh and prayed the masjid close to you.
Hyper:








Basra: Come my dear Romeo--- we belong to each other. I will not stop loving you. I must have you.
Hyper: listen to me adeer, i think you are a very, very very sick woman. You need dua and help. let me help you to take you to the hospital.
Basra: I am only sickly inlove with u.
Hyper : bye i am hanging upppp
Basra: Wait.....last question before you go
Hyper : Hayee what is it? Make it clean.
Basra: Do you wear Boxers or briefs?

Hyper: I cant tell you that. It is haraam. I will not encourage this.
Basra: i will call again then if u dont answer me.
Hyper: Ok ok ok ok .........

Basra: Faints.









