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!
Saturday, January 7, 2012
Friday, January 6, 2012
Big My Secret
Oh, how I wish that GOD would speak,
that he would open his lips against you
and disclose to you the secrets of wisdom,
for true wisdom has two sides.
~ Job 11
that he would open his lips against you
and disclose to you the secrets of wisdom,
for true wisdom has two sides.
~ Job 11
Thursday, January 5, 2012
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
Not Fade Away
Love the LORD your GOD
with all your heart
and with all your soul
and with all your strength.
~ Deuteronomy 6
with all your heart
and with all your soul
and with all your strength.
~ Deuteronomy 6
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
They Don't Know About Us
His mouth is sweetness itself;
he is altogether lovely.
This is my beloved,
this is my friend,
daughters of Jerusalem.
~ Song of Songs 5
he is altogether lovely.
This is my beloved,
this is my friend,
daughters of Jerusalem.
~ Song of Songs 5
Monday, January 2, 2012
Sunday, January 1, 2012
Auld Lang Syne
Only a few years will pass
before I take the path
of no return.
~ Job 16
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind ?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and auld lang syne ?
For auld lang syne, my dear
for auld lang syne,
we’ll take a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
And surely ye’ll be your pint-stowp !
and surely I’ll be mine !
And we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
We twa hae run about the braes,
and pu’d the gowans fine ;
But we’ve wander’d mony a weary fit,
sin auld lang syne.
We twa hae paidl’d i' the burn,
frae morning sun till dine ;
But seas between us braid hae roar’d
sin auld lang syne.
And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere !
and gie's a hand o’ thine !
And we’ll tak a right gude-willy waught,
for auld lang syne.
~ Robert Burns
before I take the path
of no return.
~ Job 16
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind ?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and auld lang syne ?
For auld lang syne, my dear
for auld lang syne,
we’ll take a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
And surely ye’ll be your pint-stowp !
and surely I’ll be mine !
And we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
We twa hae run about the braes,
and pu’d the gowans fine ;
But we’ve wander’d mony a weary fit,
sin auld lang syne.
We twa hae paidl’d i' the burn,
frae morning sun till dine ;
But seas between us braid hae roar’d
sin auld lang syne.
And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere !
and gie's a hand o’ thine !
And we’ll tak a right gude-willy waught,
for auld lang syne.
~ Robert Burns
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