This is how I want to die:

http://www.theonion.com/content/opinion/ive_got_some_bad_news_and_ive?utm_source=EMTF_Onion

So yesterday, I'm walking home from clinic and I run into my friend Vina who tells me there is a bomb scare at the post office, so I decide I will walk on the other side of the street (not take a different route, just walk on the other side).  So, I walk (which I will admit sounds a bit fast for what I was doing, it was more of a saunter) down the street until this police woman starts yelling at me to get moving.......I continue sauntering down the street.  I cross the street, just thankful that they've shut down the street so I don't have to wait for the "little green man" to ensure "my safety".  A woman asks me in Hebrew what is going on.  I reply confidently, "It's probably a terrorist attack."  She then asks me if the street is closed, and I reply "Yes" and we go on about our days.  Turns out, it was just a scare and they blew up the bag or whatever suspicious item had been left, and that was the end of it.

I can't say "purple" or "chicken" (I can say the one you eat, but not the animal, apparently they are different), but I can say terrorist attack.  I suppose I am like the Eskimos who have tons of words for snow, but nothing for summer. A non-Jewish American Israeli Eskimo who lives in the desert.