The Continuing Joy of Pork

So with the recent talk of the joys of pork and the unrelated yet unrelenting stream of mohamdean savagery, I bring you the glorious blending of the two.

Courtesy of our newest runt of the litter Sparky we have this poetic yet tragic use of porcine goodness. (I say tragic only because of the defiling of a perfectly good piece of pig carcass….mmmm carcass)


That’s so beautiful that I think I just shed a little tear. Of particular note is that even though this hirabi piece of filth was being transported to an Israeli hospital where he would be cared for the same as his victims, no one stopped the citizen or removed the pork. “We’ll try and save your murderous ass, but if we can’t, at least now you know what will happen to your lecherous soul afterwards.” I haven’t seen psyops this good since Silver Bullet Gun Oil or Black Jack Pershing.

As awesome as that is, it appears that the Irish, the sober ones at least, aren’t real keen on the muzzies either.

After locals learned that Muslims were thinking about converting an old abandoned church into a mosque, it seems that they weren’t too happy about it. In fact, it seems that so many were upset over the matter that they decided to band together and pitch in for a welcome gift to leave on the front steps – and now, it’s the Muslims who are mad.

The religion of the perpetually offended are always mad, both in the angry sense and in the stark raving insane sense, so what else is new?

From there, news circulated via social media that Muslims were looking to buy the church, resulting in quite the uproar. Oddly enough, it seems that some within the community wanted to let those looking to buy the property know just how they felt about it – and they did so by leaving them a little gift on the front steps.

How thoughtful, Belfast has a Welcome Wagon. I wonder what the gift was?



I might need a few minutes of alone time after seeing that. Anyone have some hand lotion and a tissue? Grinding compound and some steel wool will work just as well.

Seems the paddy’s are giving us a run for our money in the quest for a fartwah.

*heavy sigh of blissful contentment**

0 0 votes
Article Rating
Newest Most Voted
Inline Feedbacks
View all comments
October 29, 2015 10:45

Ibidy Ibidy Ibidy…That’s All Folks!

Bitter Clinger
Bitter Clinger
October 29, 2015 10:56

I don’t care what religion you practice (or if you’re an atheist, agnostic, humanist or whatever you’re calling yourselves these day) so long as you’re peaceable and don’t force your views on others. Unfortunately, the “religion of peace” is anything but. Every damn thing I’ve seen from the “prophet’s” followers, is deranged barbarity, mutilation of women and child suicide bombers… Read more »

LC&IB Vulcanrider, MSgt, USAF, Ret
LC&IB Vulcanrider, MSgt, USAF, Ret
October 30, 2015 09:51

I have a spare bottle of LSA…would that help?

October 30, 2015 19:56

Ah, yes! The Hibernian School of Diplomacy, whose motto is “A shooting war in 30 days, or your money back!”

LC Gunsniper
LC Gunsniper
November 1, 2015 09:53

After all these years, I have FINALLY figured out that you CAN’T reason with idiots….

That’s why I stopped discussing politics with you and your fellow travelers years ago.

November 1, 2015 17:26

LC 0311 Sir Crunchie I.M.H., K.o.E. @ #:

What he said

There’s also the story of BlackJack Pershing’s way of dealing with the Moro’s.
How accurate the story is?

How many of you forgot to set the clocks back? (In areas where applicable)

Radical Redneck
Radical Redneck
November 10, 2015 04:16
November 10, 2015 16:18

Bitter Clinger @ #:
The steel wool and grinding compound bit had me worried as well. I think chafing is putting it mildly.