Great Cricket!

Deccan beat Bangalore.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/sport2/hi/cricket/8066299.stm

Of course first question must asking is why this in Jo-burg? Why bollocky heck off continent?!?! But never mind. It is explained.

Quote:
"The tournament was staged in South Africa because of security concerns. It clashed with the recent Indian general election and with the government unable to provide security assurances, South Africa pipped England to act as replacement hosts."

Spurious reason as any. Just happy to be playing for uninvolved audience in international waters. Bangalore not exactly cultural center of universe, now is it?

"Deccan Chargers beat Royal Challengers Bangalore by six runs in Johannesburg in the final of the second season of the Indian Premier League."

Great game. Well played. Deccan tops.

But is the animal knowing it only?

A Sardarji goes to the see Jurassic Park and when the Dinosaurs start approaching he is cowering in his seat when his friend asks him "Kyon Sardarji, kya baat hai? Dar kyon lag raha hai cinema hi to hai"
Sardarji replies "Aadmi hoon aur akkal hai, pata hai ki cinema hai, lekin voh to janwar hai, usko kya pata?!?"

Illuminating Richard Becker et al

And further pursuant communists and their murderous tendencies and depravities, I would bring to your several attentions this fine article in the BBC:


http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/south_asia/8062321.stm
Police die in India Maoist attack


I shall quote:
"Suspected Maoist rebels in India have killed 16 police personnel in a gun battle in the western state of Maharashtra, police say. The attack took place near the town of Nagpur, close to a rebel stronghold near the border with the state of Chhattisgarh where Maoists are active.
Local police chief Pankaj Gupta told the BBC that 11 policemen had been killed and five policewomen. Mr Gupta said they were ambushed by gunmen and none survived. "

And further:
"More than 6,000 people have died during their (the communists) 20-year fight. "


Well then, now we know what scumsucking revowallahs such as Richard Becker, his dogsbody Forrest Schmidt, and the entire collection of Bay Area Reds wish to do. Kill kill kill. As Becker mister has on several occassions screamed at the top of his lung, in civic center, at demonstrations in Oakland, and in front of a certain consulate. The man is odious. Loathsome.

And quite possibly a traumatized sexual deviant. One can only imagine, though one above all should not, heaven forfend and preserve us, what horrible memories he brought with him from a sadly depraved childhood in his parents house. Perhaps he hates his mother, we shall not speculate.
Years and years of therapy might lead him to a sane and rational sexuality, instead of subverting his wounding to the vocalled encouragement of hate and violence. Yet during his speeches, he is coward in so much that should breaking and bottles ensue from the crowd, he will yet claim plausible denialbility.
Twisted despicable man. All the instincts of a mad Delhwi mullah encouraging strife, all the fine sensitivities of a rancid Pakistani fanatic, but none of the balls. And a very tiny penis.

In which I apologize to miss Wong

Well okay then. Atboth has convinced me to stop teasing miss Wong about her inquireis pursuant the very tiny infinitissimaly SMALL penile member of the foul communist head hunch in the Bay Area, the reprehensible and in all ways disgusting Richard becker.

Suffice it to say that much discussion has been had. And it is a known fact that he is so small. So verry verry small.

But miss Wong's interest, of course, was purely scientific. Microgonads are a curiosity. And communists, especially of the solidly middle-class salon variety, are subculturally and anthropologically interesting. Especially if you can poke them with a sharp stick.

I am sorry, miss Wong, Snooky (may I call you that?), I was wrong. You have NO gooey interests in mister Richard Becker. You probably just wish to examine him medically. And if so, wear gloves. Radical poseurs frequently acquire several nasty body odors and head lice. Sterilize all equipment, and shower under plenty of hot water afterwards. Then curl up on your bed wearing only those pink pink panties of which you have told us, and the motorhead tee-shirt which is too tight, too tight.
I shall fondly imagine yourself doing so.

Richard Becker is entirely too little and too late!

It is verrily too much! That mincks the snarky miss Wong is daring to doubt my knowledgeable assertion that Richard Becker has an insufficiency of the privy part! How dare she? How dare she!

See! See here!
http://deathbynoodles.blogspot.com/2009/05/richard-becker-abnormally-petite.html

And she besides has the gallish temerity to cite my very own post!
http://grantpatel.blogspot.com/2009/05/richard-becker-very-tiny-manhood-and.html


In which I state categorically that Richard Becker has a very tiny penis!


She doubts me, she dares! Sweet young Snooky Wong doubts the sheer minisculity of Richard Becker's infinitissimaly small weiner! Which is a fact!
It is more than a theory, dear little miss Wong, it is a hard (yet very soft) datum. As can and has been attested by many and several, all of whom shall remain nameless as legal action against mister "tiny dick" Becker is still ongoing and in actions. We cannot divulge their names, nor would we want to. It is protecting the innocent. International ANSWER has persucoated and commited mayhem on whosoever provided proof of richard Becker's many and several inadequacies - not least of which, or actually the very utter least of which, is his embarrasingly tiny, minute, and well nigh microscopic PENIS!

The multitudes of trustworthy witnesses include many and several with unprintable yet very entertaining experiences in public washrooms, and on long greyhound bus trips, or of the probing cavity searches required of traveling terror supporters, and plus the very finest physicians and religious men - all of whom are profoundly knowledgeable about baby puds and boyish winkies, smooth as a gazelle's rump, and ALL of them remark and aver that Richard Becker has a tiny tiny penis.
Why, it is smaller and more insignificant than could possibly be imagined! Totally midget! Wee!
And these names shall forever remain a closed book. Please to ask him directly if that is your obsession, fine miss Wong, I virtually am sure that he will willingly and at the drop of a pant show it to a young maid. Or provide a photograph, with signature for a delicious fan. Perhaps an impression in plaster?

From when comes this unsuitable fascination, my dear miss Wong, with mister Becker's tiny penis? Is it truly his wangle that interests you? How could you? How!!!! Is it instead maybe that due to gross miniscule absence of severe piece he could fit into your panties also? Size four extra small? A disctinctly inferior size queen? Or have you instead a perverse and obscene eye for that posturing poseur? Is it his sublimating of manhood into politicized hate that attracts? Perhaps his subconsciously traumatic sexuality, that glow of longslumped glandular frustration, as he foams and gibbers and squeels, yelping the utter absence of any male glam into the stratosphere, for even invaders from another galaxy to realize and recognize THAT RICHARD BECKER HAS A SMALL PENIS! The undying and useless shame of the American communist movement, even less to their whicks than a Bengali communist! RICHARD BECKER AND HIS TINY PENIS!

My dear delectible miss Wong, I beg of you not to ask any more questions anent Richard Becker and his poor little whizzipizzle! It is an inquiry of a sexual nature that teenage girls should avoid. No, a juvenile such as yourself has no business probing the monstrous regenerative microgonad of a political pervert. Unclean fascinations!

Such interest is quite unseemly. I would NOT expect it of a fine well-bred little Cantonese-American girl. How possibly immodest! You are potentially an issue. Do not ask any further about Richard Becker's cute & minute wingle-wangle. His delicious near castrati smoothness is not a subject that should excite the mind of a delicate teenager. Say NO! to minisquality, and microscopicism! Ignore Richard Becker's tiny penis! Overlook it - it is so very easy to do!

FOR SHAME!

Instead, you should be more curious about me!

I am as fine a figure of a man as you will note. Which eventuality for sure must be arranged. And mayhap that will disabuse you of ANY interest in the measly screeching scoundral Richard Becker whose penis is so very very very small.

I am instead a much more fitting object for your interest. I can provide references. I am not a sexually frustrated communist. I am a man entirely without hate or pettiness. I am broadminded. And much better looking too. Please ask. You will find me precisely to the requirements.
Would you like some shrimp curry?

Snooky's delicious bikini brief!

No, alas, I myself cannot vouch for them, having not been blessed with a goodly view. But in a ways she is betraying the dimension of her fine rumpous by her posting about what she is considering a nice pair of panties.

A VERITABLE RECOMMENDATION!

This yummy post:
http://deathbynoodles.blogspot.com/2009/05/delicious-panties.html

Embedded in which is this intriguing picture:
http://www.lulalu.com/search.asp?Mode=Product&ProductID=413&PageNum=1

"The Little Bra Company Kimberly Bikini Sheer lace front and sheer mesh in the back equals one very sexy bikini. 57% Nylon/43% Spandex. Sizes: XS/S (2-4), M/L (6-8) $28.00 "


We know from previous interscoping of Snooky Wong's blog that she is small, not even five feet, and by the weight she gave us quite petite. Now, imagining that in the fashion shown in that picture, and only ONE CONCLUSION POSSIBLE: DEE-LICIOUS!

She offers that I should buy it. And suggests two sizes too small. For my own self.

So sorry, Sweetness, it is too late.
I ALREADY HAVE!

It now graces my collection. Which is housed in butterfly cases, for museum-quality protection.

Such a pity that it only comes in turquoise. As Atboth recommends, darker blue or deep lavender would also be most excellent. Especially on a peachy gulubulu.
Which I would most gladly allow miss Wong to model.
Call me sometime.

Richard Becker, very tiny manhood, and International ANSWER

It is case that International ANSWER, supporters of violent Jihad of known record, are now in legal troubles due to untennable littering and propaganda nuisance in city of San Francisco.
About buggery time. For a while it was impossible to traverse the streets and bustees of this city without encountering their offensive pro-Islamic terrorism literature, or seeing upon lamposts and sidings their advocacies of killing Jews by Hamas and other degenerates. But now, praise Allah, International ANSWER is having to fork over pronto if not sooner several tens of thousands of dollars for cleanup of their trashings.

Bugger them. Bugger them good.


As in someway detailed this post:
http://atthebackofthehill.blogspot.com/2009/05/anti-semitic-organization-intl-answer.html


Author of that post calls International ANSWER anti-Semitic. As indeed they are. Every single one of their events past six years had Jew-hatred and pro-Hamas dripping from the rafters.
Their support for Jihadis in Afhganistan and Pakistan was clearly evident.
Dislike of civil democracies and civilized discourse marked their rhetoric.

And, as is well-known, Richard Becker is of insufficient manhood.
It is very tiny.
Not impressive in any way.
Barely manhood at all, in fact.
Do you have a loupe?

Poor chap cursed with a very tiny lor, the use of which is wellnigh impossible without tweezers and a profound sense of humor, both of which he is lacking. His frustration mounts with each failed mounting. Noodly appendage not even spaghetti strap dimension, and utterly void of horn. Poor basterd. Sod him.

Viagra, of course, is not at all revolutionary, and cigars though much macho and a Clintonian substitute for dismissive member, too expensive for working class hero wannabe. Besides, that is trademark of Fidel Castro, and favored by bourgeois.

If there is anything that mister Richard Becker fears more than performance anxiety, it is being unmasked as hopelessly pretentious bourgeois poseur. That shrivels more than anything. No more the well-turned Levantine bints for his delectation, no more the choirboys turned delinquent. Alas, he would a laughing stock, and Bob Avakian's group would never cease tormenting him.
They can forgive him his insufficiency, because it is not at all unusual among Stalin worshippers. Why, even old Bob himself is lacking in that department. Bollocks.

Maybe rubber bands and weights? Very Josef Broz Tito, if attempted. Or perhaps even extenzy? Spanish flies? Injections?

None of wich of any concern, because basic problem is, as aforesaid, an utter lack of size. There is not enoughness there. Any efforts waste of time without reasonable quantitiy animal protein in the privy parts.

Oh well. Progenation not a worry. Ha ha ha.

Crispin Crispian - Saint Crispin's Day

Saint Crispin's Day is the feast day on October 25 of the Christian saints Crispinus and Crispianus, who were martyred in the year 286 AD.
These are the battles that occurred on it: the Battle of Leyte Gulf in the Pacific theater in 1944, the Battle of Balaklava (Charge of the Light Brigade) in the Crimean War, and the Battle of Agincourt in 1415, as dramatised by William Shakespeare in Henry V.

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But if it be a sin to covet honour,I am the most offending soul alive!
No, faith, my cuz, wish not a man from England.
God's peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more methinks would share from me
For the best hope I have. Oh, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart; his passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse;
We would not die in that man's company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.
This day is called the feast of Crispian.
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tiptoe when this day is named,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say 'To-morrow is Saint Crispian'.
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say 'These wounds I had on Crispian's day'.
Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,
But he'll remember, with advantages,
What feats he did that day.
Then shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words-Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter,Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester-Be in their flowing cups freshly remembered.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,

But we in it shall be remembered - We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
Make him a member of the gentry, even if he is a commoner.

And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.

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Splendid stuff. In all particulars.

New BBC map hooha!

A new map upon the internet site of the BBC purports to show lack of governmental control in ruddy Paki Northwest frontier Province. As if this in any way news.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/south_asia/8047504.stm

I am quoting:
A map produced by the BBC suggests only 38% of Pakistan's North West Frontier Province (NWFP) and surrounding areas is under full government control.

And also:
Pakistani President Asif Ali Zardari rejected the findings, telling the BBC it was an "incorrect survey".

Well of course he would reject the finding! Not in that it was wrong, but in that Pakistani definition of control is utterly different! What we and all other civilized people consider governement control only, Pakistan full well knows means buggery religious fanatics with guns maintaining law, order, and abuseful power. It is very controlled, indeed, there is no competition for control.
ISI is there, and wearing accepted civilian mufti. Just no bureaucrats.

This, manifestly and recognizedly, is more efficient than paying bollocky corrupt functionaries and politicians, and just as effective. No more rupees for services, no more salaries to vakils and baboos, no more subsidized police - just complete no questions asked full control.

At last the ISI has autonomy. And this proves that rest of country in no immediate danger. They don't want all. Merely profitable portion, and blackmail rest.

Most unpleasant blog

Having explored worlds of wonder on the internet, I must come to sad conclusion: many writers are entirely nuts. Or leastways not stellarly sane in all respects.

For your consideration, I offer Atlas Shrugs (by self-appointed mad meg Pamela Geller) as the example of examplars for 'strident rabid crazy bitch from the dark side'.


http://atlasshrugs2000.typepad.com/atlas_shrugs/


One might forgive dear lady her hysteria and accusatory panics, were it not that she is so far over the top and into right field as to be clinically admissable. Therapy, valium, and professional counseling are of no whatsoever use.
No, I doubt very much that her heart is the right place - both heart and head appear well-lodged in a dark wet smelly part body.

Even that slight-possibly forgivable, if only she were not so extraordinarily ignorant, malinformed, and liable to jump into wrongheaded conclusions.

Her articles about Muslims, Obama, Left Wing, Other Blogs, Muslims, Denmark, Obama, Muslims, Nazis, Arabs, Netherlands, Muslims, Obama ...... these are all so strident, brassy, brazen, bloody minded, staggeringly meaningless and angry! Besides being monodimensionally inaccurate.
Rhetoric is not her friend but her betrayer.
Gloom and doom have infected her poor little pea brain and sabotaged her reason. Buggery sad.


Pamela Geller's masthead informs:
"Western civilization hangs in the balance. This blog is part of the solution. Get your heads out of the sand and fight the Great Fight. The Jew may be the canary in the coalmine, but you my friends will be next. Changing the World, one Word at a time (eight dots) Citizen Journalist, Citizen Soldier"


Your blog is crap. Get over yourself, bitch.

Glasgow pig Neil MacGregor

Stupid skirt-wearing type threatened to blow up mosques in Glasgow. Manifestly not a serious threat, except in his own pinhead. Gentleman in raggy skirt, by name of Neil MacGregor, made threatening phonecall to that effect, and sent an e-mail to police outlining his proposal. To whit: blow up Glasgow Central Mosque, kill a Muslim everyday until all mosques in Scotland closed.


See BBC here:
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/scotland/glasgow_and_west/8029023.stm


In part, bollocky skirt-wearing girlie boy MacGregor wrote: "I'm a proud racist and National Front member. We as an organisation have decided to deal with the current threat from Muslims in our own British way, like our proud ancestors. Our demands are very small. Close all mosques in Scotland. If our demands aren't met by next Friday, we'll kidnap one Muslim and execute him or her on the internet, just like they did to our Ken Bigley."


Again, inbred idiot sheepintercourser SENT THE E-MAIL TO POLICE!
Stupid ooloo, you are thinking they cannot read? You are really and truly being that utterly dumb?


Why don't you paint your ugly pink bottom blue and hide in the peat bogs, beak-nosed paleface? That is exactly and precisely how your "proud" gandu ancestors dealt with the Romans, Saxons, Vikings, and English invading forces, and that is what in the end your gandu descendants will be left with only. Anybody who goes to Scotland to live improves the place immensely while ensuring their own lasting misery. Scratchy skirts on underwearless men, hairy women, sheep buggery, bloody mindedness, and Rabbi Burns. All of these described in detail by visitors to hell, such as infernal Dante.

Oh, and very good whiskey. Which is far too expensive for you bollocky fuzz-bottomed Scots anyhow, that is why Japanese and Americans buy all.

I do not like Muslims. Not at all. But a Muslim who settles in Scotland is suffering enough, while no doubt providing the excellent service worth its weight in gold of vending Biriani, Kabab, and Vindaloo, so that any misguided visitors not have to suffer sheep intestines or deepfried spam while awaiting the departure of their flight from the bloody buggery bollocky blasted bhainchote bogs.
And that is a most noble venture indeed. Glasgow mardabad.

Pakistani Muslim primitives blatant misbehaviours

NEWS: "Amid reports of demolition of homes of Sikhs in parts of Pakistan, India on Friday said it had taken up the matter of treatment of minorities in that country with the government in Islamabad.
"On seeing reports about Sikh families in Pakistan being driven out of their homes and being subject to 'jiziya' and other such impositions, the Government of India has taken up with Pakistan the question of treatment of minorities with the government of Pakistan," External Affairs Ministry spokesman Vishnu Prakash said here."

From this article:
DEMOLITION OF HOMES OF SIKHS
http://www.deccanherald.com/Content/May12009/foreign20090501133611.asp?section=updatenews

"According to reports, Taliban militants have demolished 11 homes of members of the minority Sikh community in Pakistan's troubled Aurakzai tribal region after they failed to pay 'jiziya' or a tax levied on non-Muslims."


Comment: Proof positive that Muslims should not be tolerated anywhere outside their own countries. Everywhere else having accepted different religions with friendly equality, yet, as is evident abundantly, non-Muslims are never safe in places like Pakistan, Afghanistan, Egypt, Saudi Arabia, even gulf. Why then allow those people to emmigrate elsewhere?

Pakistan should well remember that it survives merely by its usefulness. When Washington finally realizes how utterly untrustable are the debased politicians and vakils who run that failed state, then the end will be near. It is only a matter of months. By end of long summer, corrupt Paki politicos will be paying for each others funerals, Pashtoons and Persians wil be helterskeltering for nuclear materials, India will be planning massive attack, and America will be wringing pasty white hands and wailing. The world has no use for Pakistan. None. Head tax buggery racists.