Hey guys, I’m know I’m a little late to the party, uh thread I mean, but please, you must forgive me, Whew!.. I’ve just spent the last hours beheading several infidels, and my arms are very tired. Its pretty, uh, grueling work, pardon the pun, but it sure gives me that exhausted moment where I can “learn of the beauty and peacefulness of Islam”. And by cracky, there’s nothing like beheading hordes of infidels that better cleans my mind, and helps me “calm down and reject those pesky false beliefs”, like the guilt free psychopathology you get from perks like raping children, pillaging anything your horse can’t carry, looting previously held private property from the infidel gobs of flesh heaped up in the corner, burning everything else to the ground…well that and the sleep deprivation I guess…but I digress. (Beets the hell out of gittin another barbaric waterboarding the infidel practices with impunity in the schools)

but hey, I’m gettin in here on the ground basement…ooh sorry, ground floor. I mean I know which side of that rusty saw I want to be on. I fled “the losing side for the winning side” (I think thats the way the Imam put it to me when I asked him about it). I mean, Islam is “the way of the future” as Howard Hughes put it. (Everyone knows Howard Hughes converted to Islam, even though the Infidel fascist press has covered it all up.)

Anyway there’s talk of opening up factories to process the infidel on an assembly line basis, thereby cutting back on ineffeciencies in acheiving the maximum effect of the projected goal. A true Industrial American style operation!We never had an abbatoir back home. You see,The Infidel arrives on a conveyor belt in exteme comfort, in an open air corridor past murals depicting Medditerranian scenes past the rotating knives; the mangled flesh slurps into these shutes, (none of your blood caked on the walls, inconveniencing the passers by with this one, No!) But you know what,I think that would take away from the whole romance of the thing, you know? I mean, without passion, there is no compassion, know what I mean? Shame! Shame! Shame! Stinkun thinkun! Must- put- others- before self!

But you know, life is a series of trade offs, so what are you going to do? I think there will be plenty of freelance work on the frontier anyway, thats what I hear. Thats wher I’ll go if I need to get away from the grind. That’s why its so beneficial that I get in now, so that my grandchildren can have a shot at rote memorizational repititional… uh, scholarship, instead of the old grind, but hey, here I go being selfish again! But the first of next month I get a peek at the new wha? Its ti? Oh, sorry, its looks like its time for seven p.m. prayers so I better get crackin’! Time to get down on my haunches, kiss the ground and let you-know-who do the drivin’! Ollie-who Okhbore and all that! See you in the funny papers! And/Or be damned! Jus kidding! I know what I’m talking about!

Oh, and on a side note, Its beginning to look as though the gig is up on our subprime, so we’ll have to finance a new loan on another safe house. Boy, you know, sometimes there’s no peace for those who “Embrace Islam now and live in peace in submission to the Almighty D’ollah”! You know, some idiot suggested we might reduce the effect of gravity on the blood flow if we just strangled these dels, giving us time before the smell sets in, oh anyway I beheaded that low rent, small minded, small time, pea brain before I gave it another thought. I mean, really, Some people try to just suck the fun right out of every thing! You know, just like that Tok-Kee-Yah Bingo MoFo guy did to this thread, I mean he just killed it Dead!! Shut It Down Flat!

Here we were trying to have a discussion on nukes and stuff, and he trys to draw an inference between that and aborting millions, I mean, go figure! Next he’ll probably say that those are the 40 million uninsured in this country or some such sheit

Its like the guy has no sense of humor. Hey dude, ever read Averroes treatise -On Humor?-. Hmmm? (or was that Aristotle’s?). Or better yet, maybe go see if you can deliver that hard turd that keeps you so, you know, so all passive-aggressive all the time!? Sheesh! Chill out, relax, and reject all those pesky