Isis delivered this message...in a dream shared by the Grimsby Telegraph and a few corpulent self-important cops in Humberside.
Obama, who today declared "Our solidarity with Brussels" (whatever that means) wrote about "the audacity of hope."
In Grimsby, all you'll find is the audacity of dopes.
How can you possibly equate the airport in Brussels with some broken down docks in Grimsby? How can ISIS send a message by destroying a place that's already rubble?
I can just see Camoron bellowing on the BBC news: "Now they've gone too far! Five suicide bombers gathered around a fat woman on Freeman Street and blew themselves up. PS, the fat woman survived."
Since the area is loaded with ignorant useless old fish wives, The Telegraph and law enforcement felt compelled to ease their fears via a morning news item. After all, these old bags don't take a drop of the hard stuff till noon, usually. Let's not get them upset so early in the morning.
What egotism and conceit. Humberside is a target? It's barely a target of thieves and rapists. Thieves know there's nothing to steal and rapists know they'd have to roll over a bint and fuck her navel because her twat's stretched out from plopping out brats. And her asshole's impacted with undigested potatoes. And nothing can keep one of these bitch's mouths from chattering on and on, not even a dick in it.
"No cause for alarm Humberside..." except for the horrific realization...YOU'RE IN HUMBERSIDE.
Hey, Grimsby Tell-a-Laugh, where there's already wreckage, bombs are not needed. PS, great news about a comic-con coming to Cleethorpes. That's what people should do, stop reading the Telelgraph and just glom "Star Wars" comic books and watch re-runs of "Supercar."
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