She's obviously asking for it. Look at all that jewelry.
Posted on 10/03/2005 12:15:42 PM PDT by Rodney King
Typical Arabs, punishing the rape victim.
I thought the same thing.
Kill the victim. Sheesh!
Well..at least he's not gay.
I guess that camel had three humps.
What a waste... just cut off the toe in question!
The official said the driver confessed to police that he used to have sex with one particular camel.
** Awww isn't that sweet? He had a favorite.
"I'd horse whip you...if I had a horse." -Groucho
Yeah, buddy. Nothing quite a big thick camel steak on the grill on Saturday night. Yum!
No No No the guy said he had a Camel after sex not, he had sex with a Camel.
Well, the camel enticed him; standing there, looking all sexy as camels are wont to do.
Good grief! LOL
Oh, c'mon... Anyone with a brain knows all camel meat is tainted in that part of the world.
Further reports indicate that the suspect was also a big Woody Allen fan.
---now I have to clean the coffee off the keyboard---
Oh boy, here comes the obligatory pic of Helen Thomas.
She's obviously asking for it. Look at all that jewelry.
"My Humps"
What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside your trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps. (Check it out)
I drive these brothers crazy,
I do it on the daily,
They treat me really nicely,
They buy me all these ice-ys.
Dolce & Gabbana,
Fendi and then Donna
Karan, they be sharin’
All their money got me wearin’
Fly gearrr but I ain’t askin,
They say they love my ass ‘n,
Seven Jeans, True Religion's,
I say no, but they keep givin’
So I keep on takin’
And no I ain’t taken
We can keep on datin’
I keep on demonstrating.
My love, my love, my love, my love
You love my lady lumps,
My hump, my hump, my hump,
My humps they got u,
She’s got me spending.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me.
She’s got me spendin’.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me
What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What u gon’ do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I’m a make, make, make, make you scream
Make u scream, make you scream.
Cos of my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely lady lumps. (Check it out)
Where's PeTA?
You're going to hell.
Ok, someone tell me where THIS starts.....
(Mom kept him from favorite camel as a child.....or.....raised by camels after they found him on an oasis?)
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