Tuesday, December 1, 2015

Islamist clergyman; Wishing Somebody Merry Christmas is Worse than Killing Him.

This Islamist says clearly that it is worse to wish somebody a Merry Christmas than to kill him, so let's go with that. Ebenezer Scrooge wakes up on Christmas morning, and here's what happens next.

"Merry Christmas, Bob Cratchit!"
"Merry Christmas, Mr. Scrooge. Look, there's an Islamist outside with his laundry wrapped around his head. Let's wish him a Merry Christmas too."
"No, Bob, his imam says that's worse than killing somebody." (Pulls out a pistol and shoots the Islamist.)
Tiny Tim walks in and says, "Look! Father Christmas brought us a new musket, along with this magic lantern slideshow of an imam who says wishing an Islamist 'Merry Christmas' is worse than killing him."
"Did I hear you filthy infidels say 'Christmas?'" another Islamist demands from outside.
"Not from us, you didn't," Cratchit says while he takes the musket and shoots the Islamist.
"Merry Christmas," says Tiny Tim, "and God bless us, every one."

The Islamist also says it is absolutely vile to believe in a God who was born on December 25. I am not a Christian, but I find a God who was incarnated on December 25 more believable than a pimp who runs a giant whorehouse in the sky and hands out free blue pills so the men will have permanent erections.

Thursday, November 26, 2015

The Ball of Jannah (to the music of The Ball of Kerrymuir, or Four and Twenty Virgins)

The Ball of Jannah

Four and twenty shahids
All went to Jannah's halls [1]
Saw some goats along the way
And stopped to screw them all

Balls to your partner
Arse against the wall
If you never get laid in Paradise
You never get laid at all

Mohammad the Prophet he was there
Doing mighty fine
Little Aisha upon his rod
Had just that day turned nine


Allah himself, he was there
Handing out blue pills
The shahids' pricks all stayed hard [2]
And never they got a bill


Osama bin Laden he was there
Knew he was in Heaven
The little boy that he was with
Had just that day turned seven


Yasser Arafat he was there
Horny as a hog
The houris would have none of him
So he did it with a dog.


The bacha bazi, he was there [3]
He was mighty vexed
That the vagina, not the rectum
Was the right place to have sex


The village mullah he was there
Wearing fancy socks
Screwed his seventy-two virgins
Then learned they had the pox


Ayman al-Zawahiri he was there
Pride of jihad's force
They found him with Khaled Mashal
In a threesome with a horse


The BDS women they were there [4]
Israel to attack
They spread their legs to all Palestine
And took it front and back


The SJP women they were there [5]
Of jihad wanted more
The Pallies rogered them front and back
And treated them all like whores


The ISM women they were there [6]
Shameless as can be
Put a Hamas flag upon a goat
And they'd take it from such as he


The PSC women they were there [7]
Not one of 'em cried "Rape!"
Though treated like whores
And then screwed by all the apes.


Marwan Barghouti he was there
His face lit up with glee
The little girl in his bed
Was a day no more than three


al-Baghdadi he was there
Glad to be alive
The little boy in his lap
Couldn't be more than five


[1] Militant "Islamic" Paradise
[2] Palestinian-Jordanian cleric Sheikh Mashhoor bin Hasan Al-Salman promises "youth that never wanes, and a penis that never bends." You can't make this up! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DI9JYbfcPFU
[3] Bacha bazi = "boy play," as practiced by Islamists in Afghanistan. Some of them wondered why they could not have children until they were introduced to the correct orifice on their wives.
[4] Boycott, Divestment, and Sanctions
[5] Students for Justice in Palestine. Female activists are in fact raped routinely by Palestinian men, and then peer-pressured into keeping silent for fear of harming The Cause.
[6] International Solidarity Movement
[7] Palestine Solidarity Committee

Let the Thunder of Victory Sound

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sbsklflPTGQ Let the Thunder of Victory Sound.

Triumph's thunder louder, higher!
Russian pride is running high!
Russia's glory sparkles brighter!
We have humbled Moslem might.

Hail to you for this, o Catherine!
Gentle mother to us all!

Danube's swiftly flowing waters
Are at last in our firm hands;
Caucasus respects our prowess,
Russia rules Crimean lands.

Turkish-Tatar hordes no longer
May disturb our calm domain.
Proud Selim won't be the stronger
evermore, as Crescent wanes.

Groans by Ishmael repeated
'Round the world are heard perforce.
Envy, enmity — defeated! —
Turn to poison at the source.

Make the most of every triumph —
For our foes it's time to see:
Russia reaches farther-higher
Over mountain peaks and seas.

Brilliant Empress, gaze at visions,
And behold, a woman great:
In your thoughts and your decisions
As one soul we all partake.

Look at grand cathedrals' splendor,
Contemplate our strength and grace;
See your subjects' hearts surrender
To rejoice before your face!

Tuesday, November 24, 2015

If they had had radio in 1683: "You're a Jerk, Mr. Turk"

If they had had radio in 1683: (Lachs = Poles)

You're a jerk, Mr. Turk, you make a Lachi cranky

You're a jerk, Mr. Turk, Sobieski's gonna spanky

By the time September 12 is full,

The Poles will kick you right back to Istanbul

You're a jerk, Mr. Turk, you don't know Jan Sobieski

When he fights for his rights, you'll take it on the lammy

For he'll put his Winged Hussars right to work,

You're a jerk, jerk, jerk, Mr. Turk

Original here: http://lyrics.wikia.com/wiki/Murphy_Sisters:You're_A_Sap,_Mr._Jap ("The Sultan's Face" to the tune of "Der Fuhrer's Face" also comes to mind.)

Monday, November 16, 2015

Sunday, November 15, 2015


Found on Facebook

Imagine there's no jihad
It's easy if you try
No hajj to Mecca
No Allah in the sky
Imagine all the people
who would be alive today...
Imagine there's no Islamists
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
1,000 of them worth 1 Jew
Imagine all the children
Living life in peace...
You may say I'm a Kafir
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no beheadings
I wonder if you can
No need for stonings or Jihad
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the Kafirs
Sharing all the world...
You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one.

by: Unknown