Mmmmm...sprinkles!
Nassssssty!
pastry ping
"honey - theres corn on my fry cakes"
This is no small matter. It goes beyond the "ick" factor.
There was an infamous murder case in Houston about 30 years ago where a doctor (well-known plastic surgeon, Dr. John Hill) killed his famous equestrienne wife (Joan Robinson Hill) by concocting a petri dish of fecal matter and applying it to her pastries and then denying her medical care. By the time they got her to the hospital her system was so overwhelmed with poisoning that she died.
Hill then married his paramour and a short time later attempted to kill her by ramming the passenger side of his car into a bridge abutment at high speed. She subsequently testified against him at his trial because the petri dishes had been stored at her apartment. He was not convicted; and, by then, he was on his third wife.
Ultimately, he was blown away in a shotgun attack at his front door by a hired gun as he & his new wife returned home from a trip to Las Vegas a few months later. The killer was mysteriously shot dead himself in San Antonio a few weeks afterward.
Most people thought that the person who hired the killer to dispatch Hill was the father of the 1st wife, Ash Robinson, but I don't believe it was ever proved in court.
Did anyone ping Laz to this yet?
What a sh*tty thing to do!
What can you expect from fv<ked up Muslim POS!!!! They fv<king come to this country only to wage their Jihad in various forms....and this is one of them.....
Yuck! We do more and more of our own cooking at home in self defense. There are crazies out there folks.
I'm not convinced by the circumstantial evidence. It's perfectly natural to have on your nightstand a glass of water, a devotional, a small fan, and a bowel movement.
Can you imagine this guy in prison? I don't know if anyone here watched the HBO series OZ, but there was an episode where one of the neo-nazis was strapped down to the floor and one of the prisoners took a dump on the dude's face. That would be an average day for Madoodie Mahummabun or whatever his name is. He will get his just deserts.
Well, at least we finally learned what happened to Behrouz...
Surprisingly enough, this name translated means I shat on your pastries.
His most popular song - De do do do, de ca ca ca, I sprinkle my doo on your food.
What? I didn't order the poo poo plater.
Not this shiite again!? Oh, poo.
Police said they found a pile of human feces by his bed.The sun did not shine.
I shat there with Sally
We shat there, we two.
And I said, "How I wish
We had something to do!"
Too wet to go out
And too cold to play ball.
So we shat in the house.
We did nothing at all.
So all we could do was to
Shit!
Shit!
Shit!
Shit!
And we did not like it
Not one little bit.
BUMP!
And then something went
BUMP!
How that bump made us dump!
We looked! Then we saw him
Step in on the mat!
We looked! And we saw him!
The Cat with the Scat!
And he said to us, "Why do you shit there like that?"
"I know it is wet
And the sun is not sunny.
But we can have lots
Of good food that is yummy!"
Gag,
Just gag.
"Those cookies look very good .. . . FOR ME TO POOP ON!!!"
There's no doubt about it. This POS is the Jamie Oliver of dooky.