I'm sure you've seen the video of Osama wearing a snuggie-like wrap and watching himself on tv. I don't really feel like having that bastard on my website in photo form so if you haven't seen it you can see it here. I honestly couldn't help myself at this point. This is the first thing that came to mind. It's like in Ghostbusters when the Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man just pops into his head. I literally couldn't stop it from happening.
Osama: *flipping through channels* Do we get MTV? Some Americans think the Jersey Shore kids are terrible but I find their lifestyle really invigorating. Ooh look it's me. God I look fat.
Man Behind Camera: Haha! You're watching yourself on tv! Hold on, I need to get my iPhone. It's underneath all of these incriminating documents isn't it...yeah there it is.
Osama: Thumbs up! We should play some Wii Bowling later.
Man Behind Camera: No turn back around and act like you don't know I'm taking the video.
Osama: Haha ok!
Man Behind Camera: Ok ready? Stop smiling! Ok. One, two--
*soccer ball flies through the window*
Osama: THOSE DAMN KIDS WAIT TIL I GET AHOLD OF THEM THEIR MOTHERS WILL HEAR FROM ME.
*meanwhile, on the outside of the barbed wire fence*
Kid: Son of a bitch. We'll never get our ball back.
Reporter: So what was he like?
Man: Well usually he came out on his porch at around 8 AM sharp. His robe is always hanging open. He just stands there with his coffee in his hand, looking around for at least ten minutes while he decides what to do.
Reporter: He just stands there.
Woman: Sometimes scratches his ass at the same time.
Man: Yeah, yeah that too.
Reporter: So would you say he kept to himself a lot?
Woman: I mean, sometimes he wouldn't even say hi in the morning.
Man: Yeah. Really rude.