The Life of Najaf - Pt I

The Man, the Myth, the Legend! Najaf Mazari grew up in the war ravaged town of Mazar-e-Sharif in northern Afghanistan. Beginning his career as an apprentice welder, Najaf always strived to be the best. But his career in welding was not to last. Najaf had something bigger in mind, something better. Something he knew he'd love doing, something noble. Najaf sat down one day and said, "thats it! I'm done with welding. I'm gonna make a ♥♥♥♥♥♥ rug!".
And so it began. Najaf embarked on a periless journey, crafting some of the finest rugs in all the land. Najaf became a household name throughout the middle east. Everyone wanted a piece of Najaf. But much like welding, it wasnt to last. The Mujahedin, now formally known as the Taliban, destroyed Najaf's sex palace and home in Mazar-e-Sharif by missile. Najaf's brother, Abdul, was shot dead by a mujahedin sniper. Once the mujahedin had captured the city, there was no-where left for Najaf to hide. He was eventually captured and tortured by the Mujahedin, forced into slavery to make rugs for them. But this didnt bother Najaf, he saw this as a way to practice, to make himself stronger, and return with the most powerful rug making skills the world has ever seen.
But he couldnt do it in Afghanistan, he had to rrelocate and start fresh somewhere new. Najaf set his eyes on Australia, destined to become the greatest rug maker in the land. He was going to take Australia by storm. And thats exactly what he did.
Upon arrival, Najaf was forced into detention by the immigration department where he awaited his freedom. His mind set on one goal only, smashing out some ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ rugs.
He made it to Melbourne, where he set up his own shop/brothel. A rug store and brothel. Who else but Najjy could think of something as genius as that. No one thats who.
Today, Najjy lives happily with his 6 sex slaves and 1 slave that couldnt quite make it to be a ♥♥♥♥♥, so Najjy gets her to do the dishes instead. Such a nice Najjy!
As well as decimating Australia's Rug industry with his mastery, Najaf finds himself on his computer, playing the odd game with his boys such as Insurgency.
Najaf has seen war, and if theres one thing he could tell you about war, its that war is ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ hell.