Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Rotten Stone

Difficult to comprehend, I feel, but the putrefaction of rock obviously means something to the French.  I would have gone for vegetable matter, myself.  And on that subject, what a marvellous performance by our Libyan correspondent today.  Cabbage!  Bet he lasts all of about 5 minutes, and that the whole of North Africa explodes in civil unrest in less than a fortnight.  Wonder if the reactionary Mohammedans will start to give voice once their 'Orange' revolutionary brothers have won the war for them.

One thing is for sure, the Septics are going to be more worried about Saudi and Kuwait than Libya and the fact that the Shi'ites are steaming through the Suez Canal.  Bye-bye Muammer!  Doesn't he look like your Gran in a bad dress and with a poor hair-do?

Guess this ain't the best time to have sex on the beach in Dubai?

Short and angry tonight, but a passing comment to circle the bile.  Tripoli is French Arabic for 'rotten stone'.

Bonsoir mes braves.

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