Whether you’re a husband, father, brother, uncle or cousin, it’s tough being a male family member in a Muslim household. You have to keep an eye on the enemy every second. You know who they are, those wily and oversexed female relatives. Sure, you’ve got them bagged in all encompassing burkhas, you’ve restricted their movements so they can’t drive a car at all or shop or even go for a walk without a male family member close at hand in case her ovaries act up. You’ve even got her mouth taped shut with verses from the Koran in case she has an opinion on anything. But sometimes Satan slips in there anyway and the next thing you know your sister has made eye contact with a male she’s not related to. Holy shit! What was she thinking? All her life you’ve tried to beat her into submission, skinning the knuckles of your fists on her face, exhausting yourself by flaying her back with wet ropes, risking injury to your soccer joints by kicking her in the stomach and groin and this is how she repays you? Obviously something has to be done and Allah (peace be with Him) has provided the answer. You are honor bound to stab the harlot to death for exposing the family to community scorn. Her momentary sinful lust must be avenged. And then, as she is bleeding out, you must attempt to appologize to the male who was sexually attacked by her whore-like glance. So it is written in the book and so shall it be. Oh, and dispose of the knife. It has been defiled by the blood of your skanky harlot sister.