As a Jew I always loved Jewish jokes. The more offensive the better. It’s fun for a Jew to look at themselves in a mirror and check for the flows that may become a joke. A Holocaust survivor told me once that despite the most unimaginable level of suffering in Treblinka there was always someone to come up with a joke about the absurdity of life or how God was laughing at them. Tragic? Yes. But for us it’s called resilience.
Our Muslim friends don’t have the same level of self-questioning. So, here is for them, 2 minutes of good humor they really deserve.
In 1979, aged about 10, I looked out of my bedroom window around 10 pm and saw a massive blue-white, raindrop-shaped glowing ball in the fields across from my house. It floated down from the sky, hovered for a few seconds, then seemed to explode into a bright flash and fade to nothing.
They are even telling @ShabanaMahmood@MayorofLondon and @metpoliceuk where and when they plan to riot and loot so if they do not ban this and have riot police in force then you know they are all pandering to Islam and that cunty fuckin Palestine flag.