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"Forgive me if I missed," Hassan said upon returning. He sat down on the edge of the bed and softly kicked Colin's prostrate body. "I had to hold my nose with both fugging hands, so Thunderstick was a sitzpinkler. A mighty Kafir, that fugger." Colin didn't laugh. "La ilaha illa-llah, you must be in some state."
Colin sighed. Although Hassan himself was not that religious, he often jokingly tried to convert Colin. "Right. La ilaha illa-llah. That's a good idea. I'd also like to believe that I could fly into outer space on the fluffy backs of giant penguins and screw Kafir XIX in zero gravity."
"Singleton, you need la ilaha illa-llah worse than any sitzpinkler I ever met."