OBL porn stash not being released

Look at the USA being a true Bro....comes to your house to kill you in your sleep.....and has the courtesy to hide your porn stash for you.

i mean....its probably all child porn anyways....so i dont know if they legallly could release it

 
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Look at the USA being a true Bro....comes to your house to kill you in your sleep.....and has the courtesy to hide your porn stash for you.

i mean....its probably all child porn anyways....so i dont know if they legallly could release it

....and ensures a merciful death as opposed to forcing him to decide should he jump 100s of stories to his death or burn to death.

Than ensures a respectful religious burial as opposed to having his DNA extracted from the debris of a great building in hopes of giving a family closure.

Than protect his legacy by hiding his humanity to maintain his deity in the eyes of his followers unlike how we made the Japanese and German leadership prostate in front of their people thus removing their symbolic hold over their followers.


Yeah we really want to win this war.....Not!
 
I'm not moderating... so bring it!

Ok... so I spent dinner trying not to LMAO in the middle of this rather upscale Kashmiri/Indian/Pakistani restaurant. I was one of... one infidels in the place. But everyone was very nice. Food was amazing. Had a Nihari that was just perfectly spiced (aka removes paint) and great Sheek-Kabab minced lamb and Pakoras. Fresh-made lime juice... amazing! Ate too much.

Anyway... as I am waiting for my appetizers to come out, in comes what is best described as Rawalpindi's most eligible bachelor, towing behind him a rather cute little lady who looked about 16... wearing her Hejab. You could sort of tell that she had some class. He, on the other hand, was dressed in a red silk Nehru Jacket that looked just like Michael Jackson's leather suit in Thriller. Black (silk? Rayon? Nylon?) pants. And had a pompadour that would make Elvis look like a high-and tight. The two of them sat down at the table next to me. Definitely had that 'first date' vibe to it. He was dressed to impress. I think she would rather have been at a stoning. As the target.

So it gets better.... he orders a huge steaming plate of Donbalan. Now I don't know if anyone knows what Donbalan is... but the short version is that it's... Iranian Sheep Balls. And I don't mean like mother used to make and serve on spaghetti. These are Testicles. Spiced and in gravy and heaped high on the plate like the pyramid of Ferro Rocher chocolates during the Christmas ads. Looked like he ordered the family size. The waiter served it with a flourish... which I suppose is the only way to serve detached-grilled testicles. I wouldn't know, having never been a Kashmiri waiter. And leaves these two blossoming love-birds to their appetizer.

The look on her face was priceless.... Michael "Elvis" Jackson, however, tucked into the plate like an Ethiopian kid with a Whopper, Jr. And starts popping sheep nuggets down his throat like they are going out of style. She sort of looks around and picks and pokes a bit. Before he goads her into eating one. Again... did I mention that she looked like she would have rather just been accused of having a poster of Muhammad on her bedroom ceiling?

Of course, I am trying not to die laughing... and trying to figure out how to get a video of this... no joy on the latter. I managed to keep a straight face on the former.

But, wait, there's more! Apparently Studly the Peshawar Prince can't eat the whole plate. His appetite for globular sheep organs just wasn't what he thought it was. Or maybe he expected to share his bounty with the Future Mrs. Mahasapeenapedalon. So what does he do???? He calls the waiter over and has the rest of the plate of Lamb nuts placed put in a carry-out bag for his future bride to bring home with her... The waiter, in fact, presents it to her as though it is a bag of Frankincense. Yes... he gave her gonads to go... because it is probably normal for your chaste Hejab-wearing modest daughter to come home from a first date with a bag of testicles, right?

By now, I am sticking myself in the leg with a fork trying not to laugh.

I didn't even see what they got for a main course... but it was clear that the young lady was going to go home and beg daddy not to sell her to the family of this little winner.. Even if he probably does have a Ferrari his dad gave him. . No matter how many she-goats come in the dowry... I suspect she will become a Catholic nun before she gets any more testicles from him.

The best part was that as I looked around the place, I could see that my fellow-diners, all 'from the region, it appeared, were trying just as hard as I was not to laugh. I thought one of them was going to go over and dope slap the little moon-walking gangsta wanna-be. But no... he must have been someone important.

Anyway, by now, I am sure that the unfortunate young lady is home... before dark and with her honor intact. Well, I assume that your honor is intact if you munched sheep balls with a dude you just met. Does that merit an honor killing over here? Hope she doesn't have brothers. Or maybe she can give them the sheep balls and say they are a gift for them.

You can't make this $#@t up... it's better than any porn stash UBL had. And it was live theater!

Cheers,

Sirhr
 
and the Dem party, all equal opportunity and empowering of women like, wants the scene Sirhr describes to be the norm in the good 'ol USA.

If Britain does Brexit they may be able to save themselves if not, oh well it was nice knowing ya.

Stay out of Birmingham Sirhr and you might just have a place to place your helmet for the entirety of your trip.
 
^^^ Actually was headed to Birmingham to see the Saxon Hoard. But did a bit of asking and the museum is in a place where, to use your analogy, one might lose one's head. Though I am adequately armed for anything but a squad of 'em. Went to the National Motor Museum instead. And the Jaguar Museum next door. Everyone there was 70 and very nice. Not one Haji in the bunch.

You are right about England losing its culture, though. Birthrates among Britons are in negative numbers. And everywhere you go, the Durka Durka's are pushing 6 prams and cashing EBT checks every time they punch out another little bomb-delivery unit or head-hacker. Brexit needs to happen soonest. Along with some laws requiring English, an end to special treatment. And deportation for so much as looking sideways at an 'infidel.'

Then again, compared to France, England is a Bund meeting. France is finished.

Cheers,

Sirhr
 
I'm not moderating... so bring it!

Ok... so I spent dinner trying not to LMAO in the middle of this rather upscale Kashmiri/Indian/Pakistani restaurant. I was one of... one infidels in the place. But everyone was very nice. Food was amazing. Had a Nihari that was just perfectly spiced (aka removes paint) and great Sheek-Kabab minced lamb and Pakoras. Fresh-made lime juice... amazing! Ate too much.

Anyway... as I am waiting for my appetizers to come out, in comes what is best described as Rawalpindi's most eligible bachelor, towing behind him a rather cute little lady who looked about 16... wearing her Hejab. You could sort of tell that she had some class. He, on the other hand, was dressed in a red silk Nehru Jacket that looked just like Michael Jackson's leather suit in Thriller. Black (silk? Rayon? Nylon?) pants. And had a pompadour that would make Elvis look like a high-and tight. The two of them sat down at the table next to me. Definitely had that 'first date' vibe to it. He was dressed to impress. I think she would rather have been at a stoning. As the target.

So it gets better.... he orders a huge steaming plate of Donbalan. Now I don't know if anyone knows what Donbalan is... but the short version is that it's... Iranian Sheep Balls. And I don't mean like mother used to make and serve on spaghetti. These are Testicles. Spiced and in gravy and heaped high on the plate like the pyramid of Ferro Rocher chocolates during the Christmas ads. Looked like he ordered the family size. The waiter served it with a flourish... which I suppose is the only way to serve detached-grilled testicles. I wouldn't know, having never been a Kashmiri waiter. And leaves these two blossoming love-birds to their appetizer.

The look on her face was priceless.... Michael "Elvis" Jackson, however, tucked into the plate like an Ethiopian kid with a Whopper, Jr. And starts popping sheep nuggets down his throat like they are going out of style. She sort of looks around and picks and pokes a bit. Before he goads her into eating one. Again... did I mention that she looked like she would have rather just been accused of having a poster of Muhammad on her bedroom ceiling?

Of course, I am trying not to die laughing... and trying to figure out how to get a video of this... no joy on the latter. I managed to keep a straight face on the former.

But, wait, there's more! Apparently Studly the Peshawar Prince can't eat the whole plate. His appetite for globular sheep organs just wasn't what he thought it was. Or maybe he expected to share his bounty with the Future Mrs. Mahasapeenapedalon. So what does he do???? He calls the waiter over and has the rest of the plate of Lamb nuts placed put in a carry-out bag for his future bride to bring home with her... The waiter, in fact, presents it to her as though it is a bag of Frankincense. Yes... he gave her gonads to go... because it is probably normal for your chaste Hejab-wearing modest daughter to come home from a first date with a bag of testicles, right?

By now, I am sticking myself in the leg with a fork trying not to laugh.

I didn't even see what they got for a main course... but it was clear that the young lady was going to go home and beg daddy not to sell her to the family of this little winner.. Even if he probably does have a Ferrari his dad gave him. . No matter how many she-goats come in the dowry... I suspect she will become a Catholic nun before she gets any more testicles from him.

The best part was that as I looked around the place, I could see that my fellow-diners, all 'from the region, it appeared, were trying just as hard as I was not to laugh. I thought one of them was going to go over and dope slap the little moon-walking gangsta wanna-be. But no... he must have been someone important.

Anyway, by now, I am sure that the unfortunate young lady is home... before dark and with her honor intact. Well, I assume that your honor is intact if you munched sheep balls with a dude you just met. Does that merit an honor killing over here? Hope she doesn't have brothers. Or maybe she can give them the sheep balls and say they are a gift for them.

You can't make this $#@t up... it's better than any porn stash UBL had. And it was live theater!

Cheers,

Sirhr

CLASSIC!....Laughed my ass off!
 
They really should release his porn stash, it would be a great propaganda victory or at the very least give us something extra to use to ridicule him.

Wouldn't be officially or diplomatically "becoming" of us if it was released, but in this day and age I really hope it either comes out via FOIA or leaks with those same objectives.
 
UBL porn stash has already been posted.

www.badarabs.com

I am not posting this as a link. I'm also saying that you should not visit it. And even though I saw an ad for it on the door of a Yorkshire Taxi (that's my story and I'm sticking to it.) I will warn everyone in strongest terms not to go here.

Especially you.... non-compliant ones with the pink farm animal fetishes....

It's definitely NSFW. In fact, it's not suitable for... The Internet.

Cheers,

Sirhr
 
UBL porn stash has already been posted.

www.badarabs.com

I am not posting this as a link. I'm also saying that you should not visit it. And even though I saw an ad for it on the door of a Yorkshire Taxi (that's my story and I'm sticking to it.) I will warn everyone in strongest terms not to go here.

Especially you.... non-compliant ones with the pink farm animal fetishes....

It's definitely NSFW. In fact, it's not suitable for... The Internet.

Cheers,

Sirhr



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UBL porn stash has already been posted.

www.badarabs.com

I am not posting this as a link. I'm also saying that you should not visit it. And even though I saw an ad for it on the door of a Yorkshire Taxi (that's my story and I'm sticking to it.) I will warn everyone in strongest terms not to go here.

Especially you.... non-compliant ones with the pink farm animal fetishes....

It's definitely NSFW. In fact, it's not suitable for... The Internet.

Cheers,

Sirhr

Link doesn't work.......that came from a friend......