Inspired by watching the movie Achmed Saves America and watching old Jeff Dunham specials I did this fun artwork of my persona meeting the world's most beloved Terrorist Achmed the Dead Terrorist.

Story:

Narrator: We find our hero Captain Frying Pan at his food truck cooking up a lunch order for his friend Dr. Hanan Zazeeya.

Dr. Hanan: Thanks Percy I mean Captain you make the best roast beef sandwiches ever. But your fries are a bit over seasoned. That could affect your blood pressure you know.

Captain Frying Pan: Sheesh, you can take a doctor out of a hospital but you can't take the hospital out of the doctor. Anyways it's nice to take a break from superheroing and just get back to doing my favorite job of driving around and feeding the masses. Still it kind of get slow in some parts of the city.

Dr. Hanan: At least it's peaceful. I can say with confidence that nothing can go wrong today.

Suddenly Captain Frying Pan's CB radio sounded off in his food truck saying "ATTENTION CAPTAIN FRYING PAN! WE GOT A TERRORIST IN THE PARK THREATENING TO BLOW IT UP! WE NEED YOU NOW!"

Captain Frying Pan: YIKES! A TERRORIST! I gotta go. This looks like a job for SUPERMAN! But since he's not around I'll have to do. Come my magic frying pan time to cook up some justice!

Suddenly Hanan's hand is rested around his neck as Captain saw her hanging around his neck.

Captain Frying Pan: DOC?! What are you doing? You can't come with me it's dangerous! You can get hurt!

Dr. Hanan: If people's lives are in danger they'll need medical attention. I'm going with you wither you like it or not.

Captain Frying Pan: But Doc!

Dr. Hanan: Doctors orders!

Captain Frying Pan: DANG IT! She got me on the Doctor's orders move! Okay then hold on.

Captain Frying Pan flew off with Dr. Hanan hanging on. They made it to the park where the Captain puts Dr. Hanan down safely before he crashes into a tree. After pulling his head free from the tree he and Dr. Hanan races to a shadowy figure holding up a pile of dynamites strapped together to a clock holding a remote device in his hands.

Shadowy figure: Ah greetings infidels! I have heard of Captain Frying Pan so I am here to keel him! For I am...

He steps out of the shadows to reveal himself to be a tiny skeleton man wearing a white turban on his head. It was none other than Achmed.

Achmed: ACHMED THE TERRORIST! BRU HA, HA, HA, HA, HAH!

People started screaming in fear until he yelled

Achmed: SILENCE! I KEEL YOU!

Captain Frying Pan: Uh...Doc what am I looking at here? Some kind of a skeleton with a diaper on his head?

Achmed: What? Diaper? You fat blue idiot it's a turban. You fat flying pig! I keel you!

Captain Frying Pan: Don't you mean kill?

Achmed: That's what I said! Keel what? You making fun of my accent?

Captain Frying Pan: No I am Captain Frying Pan! I'm stronger than an industrial fridge! Faster than an Ice Cream Truck during a heat wave! Able to eat five all-you-can-eat pancake buffets and still have room for bacon and eggs. I fight for truth, justice and the fried food way of life. TRA-LA-LA!

Dr. Hanan: You do realize Achmed you are giving Muslims a bad name.

Achmed: I am not a Muslim. As a non-Muslim terrorist, I find that offensive.

Captain Frying Pan: You find that offensive? But you're a terrorist you kill people.

Achmed: That's different. Being a terrorist is easy, but being politically correct is a pain in the ass. Also for some reason my ass said "Made in China"

Captain Frying Pan: As a hero I got to stop you before you blow up something. You don't want to end up...Can't believe I'm saying this...you don't want to end up killing yourself again do you?

Achmed: I...what? I'm dead? You think I'm dead? I'm not dead. I feel fine!

Dr. Hanan: But...your all bone.

Achmed: It's a mere flesh wound. Does it turn you on miss?

Captain Frying Pan: Hey she's not a miss she's a Doctor.

Achmed: Seriously? You let women be Doctors here? Has your country gone mad? Plus she is over exposed. Her face should be covered in a big blue sheet like a blue pac-man ghost. What's next are you letting women vote too?

Everyone groans at Achmed's comments.

Achmed: SILENCE! I KEEL YOU!

Captain Frying Pan: Well dude you're being a skeleton jerk.

Achmed: I'm a skeleton? I can't believe it! Son of a jackal...I just got my flu shot too. Wait a minute if I'm dead then...GASP! That means I get my 72 virgins! * Looks around the city* Are they my virgins? I sure hope not.

Captain Frying Pan: Why?

Achmed: There's a bunch of ugly ass looking guys in this city.

Dr. Hanan: Did they mention female virgins?

Achmed: HOLY CRAP! SON OF A B*****! IF THIS IS PARADISE I'VE BEEN SCREWED! Wait it's not so bad...I can at least get one of the Jonas brothers.

Everyone booed at Achmed.

Achmed: Oh screw you that was funny I...HEY!

Suddenly a small dog grabbed one of his legs and started running leaving Achmed with one standing leg as he gave chase to the dog.

Achmed: COME BACK HERE YOU INFIDEL JACKAL! GIVE ME BACK MY LEG OR I KEEL YOU!

Moments later Achmed hopped back on his one leg holding his other leg in his hand.

Dr. Hanan: Are you...are you okay?

Achmed: No I'm not okay you infidel woman! I had to chase that mutt all over the park on one leg. I stepped in dog doo...IT'S NOT FUNNY! It was a horrible version of a play-doh factory gone wrong. Now I..AHH!

Suddenly he tripped and his whole body fell apart leaving his head on top of a pile of his very own bones.

Achmed: OH THIS IS JUST ****ING GREAT! Plus what the hell is that bleeping noise?

Captain Frying Pan: Sorry dude we're trying to keep this piece PG-13 as humanly possible.

Achmed: Well fix me you fat blue hairy monkey or I'll keel you from here.

Captain Frying Pan: Okay hold on. Let me see here. Leg bone connects...here? No hold on I got to separate the piles.

Achmed: What the hell? Holy crap my heads in the air! What the hell!

Captain Frying Pan puts Achmed's pelvis from the pile then puts Achmed's hands in the pelvis.

Achmed: WHY DID YOU PUT MY HANDS IN MY PELVIS?

Captain Frying Pan: I thought it was a cup. Hold on I almost got it.

Achmed: Hurry it up! I feeling...nothing...* to the viewers* HEY! GET YOUR MINDS OUT OF THE GUTTERS! I can't believe some of you went there.

Suddenly they see a goat pacing around.

Dr. Hanan: Huh? Guess during the excitement one of the goats from the petting zoo must have gotten loose.

Achmed: HEY! Don't you talk about my wife...I mean my pet goat like that!

Captain Frying Pan: What's with you guys and goats?

Achmed: Well what's with you Americans and your cows? Seriously I went to one of your ice cream parlors and saw this image on the door. https://www.northjersey.com/story/n.....ls/2267995002/ What were you people thinking?

Captain Frying Pan: Sex sells. Okay I think I got you. Here we go!

Achmed: WHAT ARE YOU DOING! WAIT! HOLD ON THAT DOESN'T GO THERE! WAIT SON OF A...STOP TOUCHING ME! I KEEL YOU!

He manages to put Achmed together but he put Achmed's head on backwards.

Achmed: What the hell? You put my head on backwards.

Captain Frying Pan: Sorry I never had to put a skeleton together before.

Achmed: Oh that makes me feel so much better. NOT! Anyways I can still blow you up. With one push of my button I...

He notices that his remote detonator is now made of chocolate and candy pieces. And his dynamites are now a package of hot dogs.

Achmed: What the hell? What happen?

Dr. Hanan: While you were chasing the dog around Captain Frying Pan turned your stuff into food. That's his super powers.

Achmed: Well...that explains why he's so fat. No wonder his stomach is so fat.

Captain Frying Pan: At least I got one. Where's yours?

Achmed: Oh well after my last failed suicide bombing attempt. It was over there, over there, up there and down there.

Dr. Hanan: Last failed suicide bombing attempt?

Achmed: * Sad voice* Oh yes...I'm a terrible suicide terrorist. I can't kill anything. You think being an undead skeleton I would be a great villain but I'm terrible at that too. I got nothing now. What can I do?

Captain Frying Pan: You could change your lifestyle and get a honest job.

Achmed: A job? As what? My specialty is blowing up stuff. Who would hire someone to do that?

Dr. Hanan: I think we might now a job that's perfect for you.

On a movie set we find a woman in a dark evil looking castle setting where a giant skeleton shadow looms over the heroine. Achmed leaps out and roars at her causing her to scream in terror.

Director: AND CUT! Great work Achmed you make a great horror movie monster.

Achmed: Oh thank you. I do my best...ooh I'll be right back I'm being summon for my other job.

He rushes over to another movie set and puts on a hard hat.

Achmed: Okay I'm ready to set off the stunt explosions. SILENCE! I BLOW YOU! I MEANT WITH THE EXPLOSIONS! Can't believe some people still thinks that way. Okay we're clear? HERE WE GO BOOM!

After the action star rode into the set with trails of explosions going off behind him. Everyone cheered and gave Achmed a high five in congratulations.

Producer: Achmed you are not only the best horror movie monster we can have but you are great for setting up explosions for our action movies.


Achmed: Thanks Jeff!

Soon he sees Captain Frying Pan and Dr. Hanan as they both paid him a visit.

Captain Frying Pan: So how do you like working in Hollywood.

Achmed: I love it here I'm making a killing so-to-speak! I already got hired for five horror movie roles and I just hired to do some action explosions for an upcoming Transformers movie. Also the ladies love me! They think I'm tiny and cute like Ken Jones and Kevin Hart. I do have one issue with one guy.

Suddenly an angry old man in a sweater appears.

Old man: GO BACK TO WHERE YOU CAME FROM YOU JERK!

Achmed: SCREW YOU WALTER! I KEEL YOU! That guy is always bugging me.

Captain Frying Pan: We all have our jerks. Glad you're doing great.

Dr. Hanan: I love it when we can turn a bad guys life around for the better.

The End.

Achmed the Dead Terrorist by Jeff Dunham.

Dr. Hanan Zazeeya, Captain Frying Pan, story and artwork by me.