Șalom și salut, necredincioșilor, fiarelor, și Paisanoviților! Bine ați venit la casa căinței. Priviți coafura zionistă, refractară a Babei Z cum scînteiează, în timp ce ea izgonește pe Curvele Gramsciene, Porcii Fasciști, Papii din Laodicea, și Fiarele prădătoare ale Islamului, dîndu-i pe Mîna Atotputernică a Dumnezeului lui Israel. După ce se va termina de biciuit, se vor servi pișcoturi gramsciene și lapte de capră în salon. Vă rugăm și să gustați din plăcinta ocupației zioniste. L’Chaim!
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Take Anything You Want From Me
and moths have eaten your clothes.
Your gold and silver are corroded.
Their corrosion will testify against you
and eat your flesh like fire.
You have hoarded wealth in the last days.
~ James 5
Friday, November 5, 2010
The Four Horsemen of the Blogpocalypse
and there before me was a pale horse!
Its rider was named Death,
and Hades was following close behind him.
~ Revelation 6
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Have Another Hit
who have but a breath in their nostrils.
Why hold them in esteem?
~ Isaiah 2
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
The Bug Song
your officials like swarms of locusts
that settle in the walls on a cold day—
but when the sun appears they fly away,
and no one knows where.
~ Nahum 3
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
The Rain Song
even as we are.
He prayed earnestly
that it would not rain,
and it did not rain on the land
for three and a half years.
~ James 5
Monday, November 1, 2010
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