What do you call the child of a bikini and burqa? A burqini! I love neologisms. I actually think this is a pretty cool idea. I was down at Cronulla Beach a couple of weeks ago, and I have to tell you, I was afraid, which I have not been before down there. A rather undesirable element seems to be present there at night; namely young, intoxicated white boys who need to prove they are men. Of course, all the Arab restaurants were packed.
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