ISIS has released a new video threatening the US, saying “now is the time to rise and slit their throats“.
So… their plan for global domination is to perform my favorite 15 seconds of “Raiders of the Lost Ark” on a national scale?
ISIS has released a new video threatening the US, saying “now is the time to rise and slit their throats“.
So… their plan for global domination is to perform my favorite 15 seconds of “Raiders of the Lost Ark” on a national scale?
One more Korant.
Say, could this be the video that caused Benghazi? Because people have actually seen this one.
“now is the time to rise and slit their throats“
Um . . . then what were all those other times? Despoiler alerts?
Premature ejugulartions?
Opportunities for the media to say “Stay Tuned For Coming Retractions”?
Which, by the way, was allegedly an ad-lib because Harrison was not feeling well and was tired of the re-shoots.
They said that on “The Making Of . . ” TV documentary. I sincerely hope it’s true.
Headline: “West No Longer Wants Immigrants From Jihadi-I.D.-Hidey-Holes” (heedie-heedie-heedie-hee)
Jihadis, Washington Post, and New York Times: “What Sever’s Come Over You?”
Slit throats? Hasn’t Antifa beaten them to that threat?
In the day weak SWAT is out on the streets and the runways, F*** American Dream!
At night we ride through the mansions of glory in suicide machines
Sprung from cages on Highway 9,
Chrome wheeled, fuel injected, and steppin’ out over the line
Oh-oh, Babe, Taliban rips the bones from your back
It’s a death trap, it’s a suicide rap
We’ve got a ghetto for the young
`Cause Trump fights us, and baby we were born to run
Dhimmi, let me in, I wanna be your friend
Disregard your dreams and visions
Just wrap your laws in velvet gloves
And crap on your land with divisions
Together we could be Democrats
We’ll run till we drop, baby we’ll never go back
Oh-oh, will you help me cross these wires?
`Cause baby I’m just a “scarred” and lone-wolf driver
I gotta know how it feels
I want to be Allah’s child
Abu Ghraib, I want to know if Allah’s real
Oh, can you profile me?
Beyond the Palace hemi-powered drones will scream down the boulevard
Girls covering their hair in the rearview mirrors
And the boys trying to lock the doors
Un-amusement parks rise bold and stark
Kids are riddled on the beach in a pink mist
I’ll offend Effendi on the street tonight
With an everlasting hiss
4-3-2-1!
[boom!]
The highway’s jammed with broken limbs from my last plant’s power drive
Everybody’s out on the run tonight
But there’s no place left to hide
Together, Dhiimmis, we can live with the madness
I’ll grovel with all the badness in my soul
Oh-oh, someday girls, sixty virgins plus ten
We’re gonna get to that place
Where we really wanna go
And we’ll blot out The Son
But till then Trump fights us, baby we were born to run
Oh honey, Trump fights us, baby we were born to run
Khameni’s with me, Trump fights us, Bibi we were born to run
— Brutes Springtime
Chunder Road
Listen, and understand! The jihadist’s are out there! They can’t be bargained with. They can’t be reasoned with, they don’t feel pity, or remorse, or fear. And they absolutely will not stop, ever, until you are dead. ~ Kyle Reese
Or vote Democratic, about the same thing.