Dick: 'Hey Bob, check out that
Ay-rab lookin' fellow over there. He's wearin' a funny dress type sorta thing and has a beard. Ya reckon he's one of them Oh-sama Bin Laden-type people who bombed them towers?'
Bob: 'No, Dick, that's Juan,
the gardener wearing a stylish garment made of
linen. He told me yesterday that he has lost his razor. I doubt he's a terrorist. Come on, I'll watch you get drunk and beat up your cousin/wife.'