Cartoons and toons and stuff

Trevor @ Saturday February 4th 2006 14:41

Karim–who I believe to be an active believer, is such is possible, and who, for all I know, may want to cut my head off–has an eminently sensible response to the cartoons:

Muhammed was used to get such situations with the kouraich and the whole unfaithful lobby who accused him with sorcery, and the ability to control people minds, dividing the son off his father and making the people leave their old beliefs, but he did that times ? Nothing, no one is wiser enough as he dared let’em down with their midnights disturbing stories, while apostles were asking him to replicate and defend his reputation, he just wished good times and that god should be mercy with them.

His style is singable and great for people with hangovers. Sometimes it reminds me of gospel classics like:

Well now, Stalin wasn’t stallin’
When he told the beast of Berlin
That they’d never rest contented
Till they had driven him from the land.
So he called the Yanks and English
And proceeded to extinguish
The FĂĽhrer and his vermin,
This is how it all began:

Given the frequent use of hanging plot terminations, too few novels finish with colons. In fact, here are all those I can think of:

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