Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Quick, Pepe, an IQ Test for You
C'mon, even the Dhimm can do it, spot the fallacy in the claim that "Christians can't be buried on weekends because need to reserve those days for Muslims--who are required to be buried as soon as possible."
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He was probably killed for drinking during ramadan too.
Miserably inept test taking, Le Pew. Stanford & Binet, PBUT, chunder.
Uh, RIF, man. I ain't Pepe.
With that kind of answer, you are now!
Hmmmm, RIF, shr shemma?
So, JJ, you are claiming Le Pew was probably killed for drinking during Ramadan? That would definitely be time for an Alanis Morrisey song.
Yes I did post that marvelous post. And you, Sir, are an idiot not to know what Ms. Alanis would sing if Le Pew were to have his merde hit the Ramadan fan.
Now ain't that ironic
change "y" to "tte" and als klahr?
So, the challenge remains open. The fallacy is.....???
phallusy?
Where is "Rule dhimannia"?
Miserably inept test taking, Le Pew.
Who were you Le Pewing, Arelkaos-wipe?
It got buried. Apparently it's not a weekend.
Now AI chimes in on the most meaningless conversation in this blog's history! Congratulations! Let's talk about Prescott Bush!
"Who were you Le Pewing, Arelkaos-wipe?"
You..... Llama in La La Land.
Vannevar Bush invented html. So he's a bad man. Therefore Obama '08.
But the challenge yet stands.... where is the fallacy?
You calling me 'Le Pew' you goddamned xanax-popping Schlitz-quaffing retard?
Even Prescott Bush chimpie second order scion would get this one. C'mon, Pepeteeni, you can do it.
OK, AI, Rule Dhimmania it is.
OK, you're wanting me to answer some nonsense about raghid having to be buried on weekends as that is nearest when they die. So you want me to say croakings are unif distributed over the week. Maybe everyone croaks after mosque. Imam fires up the old farts talking abou tgreat satan and so they vaporlock. Young guns go into discos on Fri and Sat nights with both AKs wailin and so they die those nights, mostly.
Idjit, JJ. The challenge was for Le Pew, the One and only Pepeteeni. Can you not read, Tejas Tuckass?
Now he can read up on your crib sheet and Cliff note himself to an adequately mediocre score.
Damn you to Hell....
...Oh, wait, you're already there. My bad.
Pepe can't read that stuff. It has logic and dirty words like 'gosh-darned'.
Goshdarn it to Heck, and I just got those words cleaned.
goddamned?
Is there any question about it?
Not at this point. I guess I ruined your quiz. Sorry.
It's ok, the Merry English will give us many more opportunities to befuddle the Pew, the Proud, the Pinkones.
heh. sleep.
Yes. time to sleep. G'night
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