It's always a Bloody Smashing Party on the Road to Mecca. As Mohammed would say; "Bottoms Up, Boys!".
Showing posts with label Mohammed Da ProPhatwa. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mohammed Da ProPhatwa. Show all posts
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Tired of those ol' Buddha Pests? Islam's Got the Cure!!
It's always a Bloody Smashing Party on the Road to Mecca. As Mohammed would say; "Bottoms Up, Boys!".
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Monday, February 14, 2011
A Fifth Column Plan
Wednesday, February 02, 2011
Happy Thoughts For Happy Days For Pepe Gay On the Obama Way
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Buddha da Mummy, Good Momo
A revolution fought for "Justice" of course sets aside fighting the oppressor for a major assault on a museum full of dangerous pottery, art, and malevolent dead people. Pepe knows his priorities. Of course one of the immediate targets of an Islamist Militant revolution would be, as it was in Iran, and Afghanistan, all that glorious evidence of a glorious past far more full of glory than any of the crap Momo's minions brought. The stuff of a soon to be jolly great and glorious bonfire to cleanse the world of anything uncongenial to the mindlessness of the minions.
Perhaps time to salvage what is possible before the physical trace of Old Egypt delenda est
Sunday, January 09, 2011
"Mon Sherry Amour"......A Love Song fit for an Imam
Saturday, January 01, 2011
Da Joos Get Uppity Again
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Sunday, May 16, 2010
The Literary Elite Strike Back at the ScheissKopfs of Mecca

Never heard of Goldblatt. Never liked Ginsberg's poetry..[Stravinsky a la Joyce on drugs]. Will read the first. Will reevaluate the latter.
Rarely has "shit" been used so well. I shit you not.
[On the other hand you have that ball-less piece of shit with his famous bravery against the Mormon danger]
Thursday, April 01, 2010
Sunday, December 06, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
In the Days of The Three Prophets
The news these days is surreal, as if we were in some vast nightmare where the Gods had decreed we were to be made prisoner in a Dystopia--and the only question they had left unsettled was what just proportion should be as foretold in the Books of Aldous, or George, or Momo
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