Mourning our fallen comwad

Kamal Jaqi was found dead in his woom at the Imam Gropeman Finishing School flophouse, apparentwe choked to death on trash from the wasthbasket.

I had mithed him at the Thecret Thunday meeting and went to check on him and found him dead in a pool of blood, (and Heineken).

Hith hostage, Beakerambo the Avatar seems to have escaped, with asthistance from an army of tiny soldiers in tiny tanks and helicopters.

I Thall perthonallwe avenge hith death, (as toon as I get back fwom Weo.

A new team member

Thavage Juthice is pwoud to announce a new team member. Mummia Schlemiel Jabbar.

Thecret Mithion

I juth arrived back fwom a thecret mithion fwom Thouth Amerika and negothions wiff wepwethentatives of El commandante Hugo Thavez, (or Hewey ath he wikes to be cawed). He has gwathiously offered fwee gasowene to our commune, "The Weal Marxisth's of Bookwin", (thee photo above), for the purpoths of burning fwags.

It themes that one of ower wess than bwite commune memberths twaded ower entire cowection of tholen hub caps, air bags and HID headlights, (and two boxes of camel porn), for 23 fwags that had been tweeted wiff a fire wetardant chemical. My day job as a parking attendant doethen't bwing in enough money to buy dwugs and gasowene too!

The thoviet wath athembeled and a conthinths was weached. I was ewected as the wepwethintative for negotiations. (That will teach me to mith the weekwe meeting!)

I stole bowwoed a car and headed thouth on a mostwe uneventful twip.

I did wefuse to go unleth the commune came up with a sthord for our Muthlim comwads, (thee picture above).

After sucethesful negotiations, I sthmuggled the gas back acwoss the border by drinking it.

I'm still afwaid to pee around an opem flame.

For the Wevolution!

Thavage Interview with Ain al Ductar

Ain al Ductar

there hath been many wumors fwom the wight wing fathith on the Internet, (ethpethawe that horrwable Beakerkin), that Ain al Ductar ith a cweation of mine and ith actualwe a mere puppet. I with to dithpell theth nathty wumors.

Ain al Ductar, hath gwaciouswe conthented to an interview wiff "Thavage Juthice" wiff the conthent of her huthban, Daffii al Ductar.

We joined Ain at a secwet wocathion fwee fwom the hawassment of wight wing fathiths.


JB: Ain, may I call you Ain?

AD: NO, infidel! If you must speak to me at all, call me by my propper Muslim name, Ain al Ductar, or you may address me by my Muslim nickname, Stinky Breath!


JB: Well Thinky Bweath, I withs for you to dithpell the womerths that you are my puppet.

AD: That is "Stinky Breath", infidel, not "Thinky Bweath"!

Of course I'm not your puppet, I belong to your mommy. I might add that she is deeply concernend that you play with dolls at your age,

What's with all these long haired maggot infested dope smokers burning flags? Look! That one just caught himself on fire!


JB: Never mind them, they awa commwads in wevowothion! Bethidth, thaths juth that wight wing fathith, Jerwold Nadwer twying to wun for we-ewecthion.

Uhhh... Mth Ductar, I notith that you have bwond haiwa, Isn't that unuthuall for a Muthlim?

AD: Cammel urine!


JB: Pwease, I didn't mean to give offenth.

AD: No, stupid infidel! Cammel urine, I bleach my hair with camel urine!


JB: But ithin't your haiwa thupothed to be completwe covered?

AD: Try bleaching your hair with camel urine and see if you can keep it under a burka!


JB: Uhh... Leth go on. Is ith tweu that you and your huthban come fwom Packathan?

AD: No, We come from Quackastan!

I must leave now, its time for my husband to beat me. Would you please take your hand out of my butt so I can leave.

CIA Releases Photo

John Brown at his desk preparing latest propaganda

In an apparent attempt to embarrass de Lions of Jihad the CIA released this photo today of John Brown making his latest post.

De Infidels will pay for dis!