"An Iranian missile under construction, caught up in a mysterious blast in November, had a range of 6,000 miles, a senior Israeli official said Thursday in a speech outside Tel Aviv."
Get ready kids. We've been in conflict for most of our nation's history. Sometimes for good reasons. Sometimes not.
Really, Buddy? You really wanna go there?
These control freak assholes are the types that stone their young for the oh-so-serious offense of wanting to hold a dance.... for wanting to have a fucking dance with dance grooves. Now, let me say this... I do not like teenagers (mostly). They're loud, know-it-all, dirty, foul mouthed, lusty.... oh wait, I might be describing myself there..... Anyway - they're a pain in the ass but you don't stone them just because they want to move their groove thang. Plus, I'm old enough to remember these ragheads holding our own hostage and getting all uppity about it. I knew a kid back in the day that had to flee with her family because her daddy was some low level guy within the Shah's government and the fundamentalist assholes who took over Iran would have loved to stone TiTi to death. By the way, TiTi was a totally smoking hot little Iranian thing who loved to wear jeans so tight, she had to lay down on the bed to get them on. Dark eyes, great Persian features, hair that was model quality and an ass that made jaws drop when dudes (and some dudettes) saw her walk by.... ok, back to present day... and these assholes would have loved to stone her because of what her fucking daddy did for a living and that she liked western clothes and wanted to look good. They'd rather fuck goats, I guess.
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