Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Can't Let Sleeping Dogs Lie, Eh?

Well, it's finally here. The day when Yasser Arafat's mouldering remains are exhumed so Arabs can try to blame Israelis for killing him via their nefarious Zionist radiation scheme. Or something like that. Who thinks that even if they find nuthin', they'll still claim the Jooos done him in? (Speaking strictly from the standpoint of cui bono--who stood to gain the most from his demise--I'd suggest they take a gander at Suha, his very merry widow, now kicking up her heels in Paree as the beneficiary of an immense inheritence.) Oddly enough, I feel a song coming on...

Arafathead's body ain't a-mould'ring in its grave.
Arafathead's body ain't a-mould'ring in its grave.
Arafathead's body ain't a-mould'ring in its grave.
They've dug the sucker up.

Gory, gory, same old story.
Gory, gory, same old story.
Gory, gory, same old story:
Let's go and blame the Jooos!...

The Tomb of the Well-Known Terrorist...is empty at the moment

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