Ra Totally Bye Bye!
Monday 22:23 p.m.
Eric, samsaramom's man, who is now fabulous at conquering cold places, said in a comment on a previous post: "if you want to experience a terrorizing thing, place a sandbag over your head for 12 hours straight in 40 degree heat. I've done this for a few minutes in the army in the name of training, and let me tell you, it was pure hell. I thought I was going to die suffocated. Americans and Brits routinely do this to their prisoners. Ugh!"
You turn your back to do a bit of juju, and ... what the hell is going on here? The Foreign Office say sticking prisoners heads under water till they think they're drowning doesn't neccessarily constitute abuse, and now this!
Due to spending years at the juju, I have worked out what God told George. (God is a christian and doesn't mind if you half drown brown people as long as it makes them white in the end!) God told George to invade Iraq to start a huge war between the factions of Islam. Sunnis from everywhere get in there and fight the Shia from everywhere. That'll keep them busy. Get the nukes out! No muslims anymore. No Middle East oil. No jews, no Arabs. Billions dead. But lots of money spent on bullets and such for the military industrial complex to get even fatter. George is going to heaven so it's alright for him! It's enough to put you off religion, so it is!
Maybe we need an explanation. Howard Hughes quadrupled his money in the Vietnam War. This was a great success because of the money spent on bullets and bombs, etc. The war in Iraq is a great success. Pots of money for the basturns!
Smoke and mirrors. What to do? Get into the rowing boat, Hotboy. Capn Jambo has picked out the nuclear weapon of choice. Take that with you along with the barrel of beer. Row, row, row your boat. Here is the beach! This is the Pet Bereavement Counselling Service. We're heavy. This Unheard of Island is armed to the teeth with fascist penguins and a great big nuke. So if any marines or squaddies show up to demonstrate the values of western civilisation, it's goodbye, sweet world!
The essential thing about playing football (soccer!) is to take the mickey. You make your opponent look like a monkey. You take the mickey. That's what kids learned to do in the parks around Bellshill. It's called ball control. You get the ball and nobody else can get it off you. Tommy Docherty, then the manager, stopped a Scottish football training sesssion once because nobody could get the ball off Jimmy Johnstone without fouling him. I saw him play many times. Even Pele couldn't take the mickey like Jimmy Johnstone. Dearie me! I must be getting old!
Eric, samsaramom's man, who is now fabulous at conquering cold places, said in a comment on a previous post: "if you want to experience a terrorizing thing, place a sandbag over your head for 12 hours straight in 40 degree heat. I've done this for a few minutes in the army in the name of training, and let me tell you, it was pure hell. I thought I was going to die suffocated. Americans and Brits routinely do this to their prisoners. Ugh!"
You turn your back to do a bit of juju, and ... what the hell is going on here? The Foreign Office say sticking prisoners heads under water till they think they're drowning doesn't neccessarily constitute abuse, and now this!
Due to spending years at the juju, I have worked out what God told George. (God is a christian and doesn't mind if you half drown brown people as long as it makes them white in the end!) God told George to invade Iraq to start a huge war between the factions of Islam. Sunnis from everywhere get in there and fight the Shia from everywhere. That'll keep them busy. Get the nukes out! No muslims anymore. No Middle East oil. No jews, no Arabs. Billions dead. But lots of money spent on bullets and such for the military industrial complex to get even fatter. George is going to heaven so it's alright for him! It's enough to put you off religion, so it is!
Maybe we need an explanation. Howard Hughes quadrupled his money in the Vietnam War. This was a great success because of the money spent on bullets and bombs, etc. The war in Iraq is a great success. Pots of money for the basturns!
Smoke and mirrors. What to do? Get into the rowing boat, Hotboy. Capn Jambo has picked out the nuclear weapon of choice. Take that with you along with the barrel of beer. Row, row, row your boat. Here is the beach! This is the Pet Bereavement Counselling Service. We're heavy. This Unheard of Island is armed to the teeth with fascist penguins and a great big nuke. So if any marines or squaddies show up to demonstrate the values of western civilisation, it's goodbye, sweet world!
The essential thing about playing football (soccer!) is to take the mickey. You make your opponent look like a monkey. You take the mickey. That's what kids learned to do in the parks around Bellshill. It's called ball control. You get the ball and nobody else can get it off you. Tommy Docherty, then the manager, stopped a Scottish football training sesssion once because nobody could get the ball off Jimmy Johnstone without fouling him. I saw him play many times. Even Pele couldn't take the mickey like Jimmy Johnstone. Dearie me! I must be getting old!
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