Sarah Palin will pry your Klondike bar from your cold dead fingers.
Yasser Arafuck. Rest In Peace. NOT! This sleazy slime is finally dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. We invited our readers to write his “OH-BITCH-UARY”. Now, you all get to vote for the best. Here are the authors to vote for. You can read their “heart-warming eulogies” (mheh) by clicking on the “Continue Reading” link below. Read them over and cast your vote. The winner gets $50 US .... which will almost buy one of them a tank and a half of gas. Let the voting begin ....
French President Jacques Chirac, forgoing the usual French greeting for a murderous dictator, (dropping to the knees and opening the mouth) wept openly that Yowser Arafart did not have time to murder more Jews.
Plans are afoot to bury the lying, thieving piece of shit in Napoleons Tomb at Les Invalides in Paris. World opinion is overwhelmingly positive, since the solid marble lid will keep the son-of-a-bitch from getting out again. (See photo)
-- Guy H.
.....We are gathered here to mark the passing of Yasser Arafat. A man who is noted and considered by all as a man of great influence.....
Yeah, we are all here to dance on this murderer’s grave, to piss on it. He influenced untold numbers of innocents to strap on bombs and kill other innocents.
....Yasser, in his life, did many things. He was able to project his vision upon so very many. He reached out and affected the lives of so many. His heart was known to all. As was his soul....
Yeah, the fucker killed as many Jews as he could for 50 years. He killed them and killed our own citizens and he killed Olympic athletes in Munich. He destroyed so many lives that we have lost count. We knew what he was ... he was a MURDERER down to his very core.
.....In his own way, he made life so very different for all of us and those closest to him. He touched young and old, without regard to religion or ideology. And he did so with great resolve.....
He brought terrorism to the world and taught his children how to kill from birth. He didn’t care who or what you were ... if you could be killed for his ‘purpose’ you were dead.
.....Yasser represented the very essence of change. His relentless pursuit of his vision will remain with us all for generations to come. The lives of all the world will suffer from what he gave us.
He was a Golem. An unknowing, unseeing monster that pursues the death of all without regard to humanity.
.....How many days in your life went by without evidence of this? Not too many. Every week brought new and more incidence of this. He was a man of action. We will never forget that.....
Can you remember a day going by without another ‘suicide’ bomber or car bomb? The world will NEVER forget his blood lust and violence.
......Every generation has a few men who surface to bring great change and Yasser was one of those. He changed the lives of countless men, women and children throughout his reign.....
Shit rises to the top. And this turd floated with the worst of ‘em. Hitler, Stalin, Hussein. So many innocents are dead because of his existence.
.....He was an innovator. The nature of conflict was altered by Yasser Arafat. He brought conflict to the individual. No longer is conflict the bastion of nations ... it is up to the single person to wrought change upon us all.....
He invented new ways of dealing death to innocents. He gave birth to new ways of paying for it. We can no longer look to just an enemy ... we must fear a whole people/religion. Now a single insane human can kill you for no other reason than their beliefs. And soon with bombs that kill cities, not just people.
.....His acumen with funding and distributing of funds will serve as a lesson for all to come. It will be always said from this day on that control of money will control the fight....
He stole damned near every dime ever donated to the cause of his people and all the while they suffered. He paid to kill others.
...He never wavered. His resolute and defiant character will serve as an example to all. No deal, no agreement was above some changing or negotiating for Yasser. He was a master of this....
He was so locked into his own graft and blood lust he would not honor ANY agreement. He lied as a hobby. He was the sole reason there is no Palestinian state today, all because he wanted the money, the power and the death of Israel.
....In the end, his health failed him. His strength was drained and he could no longer fight his battles. He suffered so very ... painfully. The world has suffered along with him. ...
The fucker died from AIDs. Deservingly so. His prolonged death was an agony for all who observed it. The world at large reacts to his death with the glee of seeing the Wicked Witch melt in the Wizard of Oz.
....He will be remembered always as a man who stood his ground, a man who touched us all and a man who brought change to the world....
He will go down in history as an intransigent and man bereft of any humanity. He was a pig and has left nought but his ... droppings.
.... I will quote George W. Bush, ‘may God bless his soul’....
May he burn in hell with God’s blessing.
-- Steel Turman
Ladies and Gentlemen, this year, and for years to come, there will be days in which we, as a collective people, the race of mankind, will come together and mourn the loss of a great leader, or a strong advocate for peace.
We will mourn for this man, this God-send, who so blatantly yet peacefully opposed the tyrannical oppression of his people. This man who continually fought againt the occupation of the enemy in their homes and cities, while realizing that they weren’t really enemies at all, just brothers.
This man who was so outspoken, a voice of reason, a true martyr, a man who died for his noble cause unjustly, and was swept from this world in an unfair and untimely manner.
But, we can rejoice! The cause this man fought so long for can be realized! We can still, and will achieve his goals set forth for our people through the course of his life.
People, I urge you not to mourn, for this man will live on in our hearts forever, though his mortal coil may be past, we will always carry his memory and act upon it.
We gather here today to honor the memory of a great man. May he be remembered as a true activist forever.
--Martin Luther King Jr. 1929-1968
Oh, and we should also remember to keep Yasser Arafuck in our hearts and minds, and continue to pray that he must spend eternity fucking his mother in the asshole, while being donkey punched by Osama.
-- Brian Z.
Friends, foes, and in-betweens,
Drink up your beers,
You are here to bury this fuckface,
Not to praise him.
Let us then, look the world over,
and try to find one person,
Just one person, who really,
truly and honestly gives a big rat’s ass
that this penus sweat is dead.
We have here with us, his lovely wife
Shoo-waaa. Opps, I mean Suha.
Is she sad? Is she glad? Or does she care at all?
His close cronies, do they care?
Are they now fighting over the remains of his dictaorship?
And yet we wonder why, he hung on to life,
for thirteen days. Then, in a moment we will all remember,
the truth was revealed. He was too fucking evil to go to heaven,
and the devil didn’t want him stinking up his hell hole.
We, as humans do not know the outcome of the discussion.
We can only assume that the devil lost,
and the sawed off, quivering lipped, piece of rotten roach shit,
is even now residing in the fiery pits wondering,
where in the hell are his 76 virgins.
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Thank you for reading it. I feel sooooo much better!
-- James Johnson
The death of Yasur Arafat is a sad day for many.
His wife is sad that she doesn’t know the Swiss bank account numbers that would allow her to recover billions of dollars of stashed away US aid .
His bodyguards are sad that they won’t get screwed in the ass after hours. Now they will have to go home to their shrill, ugly wives.
Hamas is sad that their suicide bombing schedule has been fucked beyond all recognition.
The UN is sad that their Israeli hating, American mooching, civilian bombing, camel fucking, puppet is in need of a replacement.
The rest of the world is sad, as well. We are all sad that the rest of Palestine is still on the map.
Thank you and have a great day knowing that the El Sumpremo Head Honcho Terroristo is now, thankfully, and about damn time, DEAD!
-- B. Bohanan
Dear departed leader:
Even though Palestine isn’t liberated
And even though the occupation continues
Devoted will we be always to your cause.
Though we thoroughly despise America
Edging towards its global hegemony
Resistant will we be in facing down the foe
Rest in peace knowing we will do this.
Often we fear that we will lose
Repelled by the bullets of those we hate and fear
Islam will preserve us Save us from the Great Satan
This we know for certain.
(Wait- you didn’t get it? Want me to give it away?)
(Okay.. start at the top left letter.. and read downwards. Bonus points if you can actually get someone to read this- and TRIPLE BONUS POINTS if you can get it published someplace! :D)
-- Slicer
Here lies arafat, the insect.
His word was always suspect.
He was sitting in Ramallah,
calling upon Allah,
but now he speaks with Satan, direct!
-- Doc
If I were in front of a Palestinian crowd of mourners at Arafat’s funeral ....
Me:We gather here this day to--SCREW YOU, SLIMEBAG! *points to coffin* Hey, Vinny! Cue Operation: Hamstring!
*bits of ham fall from sky, melting the audience little by little, screams and general chaos ensue*
I then light the coffin on fire and throw Hannukah confetti into the ham-melted crowd.
-- DeoDuce
Arafat, you seem so slim,
Could it be, you’re fucking him?
We’ve heard the rumors, heard the tales
That your dong swings for guys, not girls
You wither away, but not quite dead,
You’re comrades want to bury you…to your head.
“He’s only resting”, the French do say
But to the piper, you still must pay.
When you finally reach, the gates of pearl
And the lord in heaven makes you whirl
You’ll fall fast, and deep and long
And satan will own your little, small dong
Your body will be buried in a trash heap
The flies and rats, happy you’ll keep,
But no one but Suha will mourn you passing
But that’s only because no checks she’ll be cashing
Rot in hell, you waste of skin
Forever you’ll pay, for your terrorist sin.
-- Frank F.
Arafat was alive, and now he’s dead.
My .44 magnum against his head
The bastard lived, the bastard died
We buried the bastard no one cried.
-- Jason C.
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