Warm up the Virgins and Throw a Few Pork Chops on the Grill.

[Allstar7]

Please welcome out latest arrival to Paradise, Mr Abu Musab al-Zarqawi....I hope they wrap his corpse in pigskin before they bury his ass. Welcome to hell you animal....

[emmasdad]

Good Riddance.

[Felonius_Monk]

[MVPSPORTS]

[Allstar7]

[mike_m235]

[Allstar7]

[mike_m235]

Z was a fuck. Although I never met him personally, I know guys who did. Because 2 years ago we thought he was the moderate we could deal with and could provide a counterbalance to Sadr. So we worked with him. The guy could have pretty much set himself up as a legit powerbroker in the country, but he chose the hard way.

[Dumb Snowman]

[MecosKing]

[Allstar7]

[Allstar7]

I'm going to excercise some third-level thinking here and say that I am AWFULLY glad to hear that this fvckstick was alive when the mighty US Military arrived on the scene. Whether they did him or he expired from the bomb wounds, I have to say I am very glad he knew what happened to him and who was responsible before he weas dispathced to Hell )"paradise"- lol).

It might make me sort of a bad person to think these things, but fvck, I knew that already...

fvck him...

Anyone of you other dudes want to defend this guy and complain about the results here? (

[Stoneburg]

[T-Rod]

[MecosKing]

Alls i can say is first off, the word dont matter, what matters is what the followers think/do.

Ths first time of many that i got punched in the face was in fourth grade by a lil muslim kid that said 'fuck jesus christ and fuck america' - and i had no idea what the hell the deal was until recently...

Lastly, if you can read this without a tear comin to your eye, you aint no amuhrican in my book...

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword;
His truth is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.

I have seen Him in the watch fires of a hundred circling camps
They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;
I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps;
His day is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His day is marching on.

I have read a fiery Gospel writ in burnished rows of steel;
“As ye deal with My contemners, so with you My grace shall deal”;
Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with His heel,
Since God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Since God is marching on.

He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat;
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet;
Our God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.

In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me:
As He died to make men holy, let us live to make men free;
[originally …let us die to make men free]
While God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! While God is marching on.

He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave,
He is wisdom to the mighty, He is honor to the brave;
So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of wrong His slave,
Our God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.