Fear of Farding for Allah, or Poutaine This, Mohmo

Oops. Just accidently came out with “La ilah illa Allah, Muhammad rasoolu Allah.". It just popped out all meaningful and in full understanding like. Gee, Holy Ramadan, what's a new potential shaheed to do? Ah, that's simple. If it's "easy in" it must be 'easy out", eh? So now I chuck the Quran beside that Little Red Book and the Vichy Collector's edition of Mein Kampf, wolfowitz down a ham sandwich with a tall glass of clamato, ogle unveiled women with their saucy ankles showing, and give Hirsyan Ali a big full lipped Non-French Kiss [she is a cutie, fo sho]. If that doesn't make me an Apostate, what would? Yup, damn, that WAS easy. Later folks. See you a week after Mayday.