Welcome back, Kotter!
The Europeans have done it again. They announced that they are restarting direct payments to Palestinian families before ramadan. (Deutsche Presse Agentur Published: Monday September 25, 2006 )
Any possibilities that one or two of the 40K "families" they're slushing has a Kalashnikov or two stashed away in the cupboard, looking for a friendly Jewish head to bury it's bullets in?
Anyways, to celebrate the PC "vision" of the Euro bureaucrats, I would like to start a new competition to compose song lyrics that set out in clear terms the reality that these guys simply cannot see through their blinkers.
Please try to keep it clean, just as I have done.
My first submission (to the tune of Clementine):
In a cavern, in a canyon
sewing burkhas for his kit.
Sits the leader of al Quaida,
nothing wrong, he's fighting fit.
He's the victor, he's the winner,
mighty ruler, wise Caliph!
So how come we never see him?
Could it be he's just scared stiff.
Tells a young boy
"It's the greatest joy,
kill yourself and take a Jew.
When you die and get to heaven,
Lots of pretty girls, just for you".
Chorus:
Oh, great leader, clever mullah
Pray to allah for such luck,
when you finally get to hell there's
one old virgin left to ....
