No wonder His Obamaness has made it the mission of NASA to reach out to mooselimbs to make them feel better about their own achievements. And, seriously, quick mocking Comrade Zero for having no ambition on that issue. Finding anything that mooselimbs can feel good about is a damn sight harder than sending a man/wymyn to Mars. Or Alpha Centauri, for that matter.
In what represented a cautionary tale for terrorist teachers, and a cause of dark humor for ordinary Iraqis,
…and a source of roaring laughter to anybody with a shred of human decency…
a commander at a secluded terrorist training camp north of Baghdad unwittingly used a belt packed with explosives while conducting a demonstration early Monday for a group of militants, killing himself and 21 other members of the Islamic State of Iraq and Syria, army and police officials said.
[Waiting for cheers to die down]
Which only leaves us with one vexing question: Where in the name of Jove’s right nut do we send the pizza???
And don’t mock Mr. Gimp, the bomb teacher, either.
He was sent there to teach his students how to set off a suicide belt.