Oh, this weekend was great. As leftists, we hung up the Twin Towers piñata, gathered round the Bible bonfire to sing songs praising Saddam Hussein, and held a gay feminist-themed orgy in support of Sharia.
"Daddy, why can't 9/11 Day be more than once a year?"
"Because according to Dinesh D'Souza, we haven't made the US quite decadent enough to deserve another one. So get to work."
Regal indeed, Charles F. Here, the Eagle seeks destructive chickens who reportedly came home to roost. They shall be torn asunder in her mighty talons.
Holiday? Oh, right -- Nineleven, when the Great Eagle rises up out of the Zero Ground and flies off to bring special gifts to all the little wog girls and boys.
Sometimes you just coast through life assuming that everything is okay. So it was with me, when after half a lifetime together, the love of my life, Nein E. Levin, turned to me with tears in her eyes and whimpered, "Do you still think I'm pretty?"
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The Eagles! The Eagles are coming!!
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Nine eleven.
Nine eleven who?
YOU SAID YOU'D NEVER FORGET!!!!11!!!!!!!
is this a-- what day is this?
Oh, this weekend was great. As leftists, we hung up the Twin Towers piñata, gathered round the Bible bonfire to sing songs praising Saddam Hussein, and held a gay feminist-themed orgy in support of Sharia.
"Daddy, why can't 9/11 Day be more than once a year?"
"Because according to Dinesh D'Souza, we haven't made the US quite decadent enough to deserve another one. So get to work."
I don't get it. The picture, I mean. I...don't get it.
You think you are off the grid. That implant can be followed everywhere.
Oh, come on Donny, they were threatening castration! Are we gonna split hairs here? Am I wrong?
The American Eagle doesn't have a wimpy cry like a crow, dammit! It has a regal screech!
Regal indeed, Charles F. Here, the Eagle seeks destructive chickens who reportedly came home to roost. They shall be torn asunder in her mighty talons.
I'd have drawn flying prophet mohammeds to be fair.
Holiday? Oh, right -- Nineleven, when the Great Eagle rises up out of the Zero Ground and flies off to bring special gifts to all the little wog girls and boys.
That's a male eagle, Inky. It has a mighty dingus.
Mighty talons - it.s might makes right, all right.
Yikes.
Capt'n Obvious
LOL
good work, Anons 1&2
Sometimes you just coast through life assuming that everything is okay. So it was with me, when after half a lifetime together, the love of my life, Nein E. Levin, turned to me with tears in her eyes and whimpered, "Do you still think I'm pretty?"
... and I replied, "Actually, you could stand to lose a few mosques."
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