Posted on 11/13/2006 11:30:34 PM PST by MadIvan
Regards, Ivan
Ping!
if the mullahs spend their time in the porn parlors rather than the mosques that might be to our advantage
Regards, Ivan
Um, I have a question: so it's NOT okay to look at porn -- I can understand this.
But instead, they SHOULD be looking at the videos of beheadings?
Just asking....
Miss Afghanistan, Vida Samadzai
So let's have pink tacos for every meal!
If I were a crude guy, I might joke that an Afghan teenage boy who spoke Latin might have found a well-hidden picture of Vida Samizdai and said to himself, "Vidi, Vida, Veni!"
But I'm not a crude guy. So I would never make a joke like that.
Well said.
Iqbal had been riding through the desert on his camel for a long, long time, and was slowly growing horny indeed. Eventually, the poor fellow decided to resort to his camel; and yet, every time he tried in vain to position himself for the act, he found that the beast – reading his intentions – ran away.
Finally, overcome by frustration, Iqbal gave up, and resumed his journey in the more usual – and certainly the more appropriate – position.
Soon, however, he was feeling the urge once again, and attempted one more time to force the poor beast to submit. The results were predictably frustrating, and so again Iqbal continued with his journey.
At last, Iqbal came to a road, and, as luck would have it, four astonishing beauties of the New Afghanistan were standing beside the long, dusty track puzzling over a broken-down car. The heat was intense, and, accordingly, the ladies had divested several garments and were dressed in only minimal attire.
With a growing sense of his excellent good fortune, Iqbal approached and asked the stunning women if they needed any help.
Thereupon, the cutest of the quartet, with an obvious wink, said, "If you fix our car, we'll do anything you want.... anything at all!"
His heart hammering within him, Iqbal – who knew a thing or two about cars – quickly repaired the problem. When he'd done so, the four girls, flashing bright smiles and blushing furiously, asked in unison, "Oh.... you big, strong, handy man... how can we ever repay you – tell us what you'd like, and we'll be only too happy to oblige you!"
It was but a moment that Iqbal considered, and, when he had decided on what he wished of these beautiful and nubile young ladies, he spoke.
"Uh..." he stammered, "could you hold my camel?"
Oh man, that is FUNNY!
That was a good one. Vidi your post and I'm still laughing.
Can't compete with camel buggerers, but keep up the cruderies.
You are to be congratulated on your level of refinement.
In a land where men wear ladies' eyeliner, this was bound to happen.
By the way, on my blog, whenever I get a hit from Afghanistan, it is usually some schmoe looking for something filthy and pornographic. It's all those people care about.
Pretty face, buts he needs to chow down on a box of donuts a day for a month.
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