A man who went to a Moroccan internet cafe to surf terrorist websites blew himself up when the owner's son refused him access, Morocco's official MAP news agency reports. Two men entered the cafe in Casablanca's Sidi Moumen district yesterday at 10pm. According to the Surete Nationale police, they wanted to view terrorist …
That's got to be worthy of a Darwin Award.
Of course this wouldn't have happened if these men had their way:
You don't get a Darwin for suicide.
Well you don't, so. Nah!
He was just stamping his feet in rage at not being let in and ACCIDENTALLY set off the bomb, which he just happened to be carrying round to his mate, but he realised that he lest the instruction manual at home so was going to the cafe to print off a copy from the manufacturer...
It could happen ;-)
I can imagine the slogan:
"A thousand satisfied customers and not a single RMA!"
Why does anyone with armed explosives strapped to their body want to enter an Internet Café to peruse terrorist websites? Wouldn't he/she rather head to the intended target ASAP? Or is wearing explosive belts the new spring fashion wear for terros? Inquiring minds want to know.
"Palestine Facts" ?
Not quite sure of the relevance of that Zionist propaganda site... care to enlighten?
Forgot the way?
Maybe he forgot the route to the intended target and wanted to check out multimap :)
Perhaps it's a new fashion?
Thank god Naomi Campbell is doing time right now, or the maid wouldn't have got away with a few cuts and bruises.
John, I'm sure you'll agree that if the Zionist Entity didn't exist, there would be no terrorism in the world and we'd all be having a big (alcohol free) party and global warming wouldn't exist and Top Gear would still be on and, and... ;-)
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