Will We Be Toast Tomorrow? Nobody Knows.
Nobody Knows if America is going to be attacked with a "big punch" on February 11.
That's tomorrow, you know. The great Bubba of the Muslim religion is suppose to appear out of some cave or something, and turn us infidels into mudcakes.
Iran has threatened that, tomorrow, February 11, 2010, the great SATAN will feel great pain.
We are toast. Get ready.
Tell your girlfriend that she will just have to wait for her pajama gram. Better yet, save your money guys and wait another day BEFORE you go out and spend your hard earned paycheck on those roses or that diamond that you know she expects. According to Ahmadinejad it might be years before you will ever have to spend another dime on Valintines day.
And after his "big punch" you will have all the time you need to cuddle, and tell her endearing things, and also tell her why you couldn't get her gift! And it won't cost you a dime! Think of the money he'll be saving you!
Okay...should we take this seriously? I don't know about you, but with Obama in the White House, I'm not taking any chances.
As you can see by my picture....I'm ready for anything.
Labels: Humor
posted by Joyanna Adams at 9:37 AM
2 Comments:
Amfortas says:
Ah, now, these prediction thingos have a 'form'. Ever since Nostrodamus covered his backside with obscure quatrains so that he could not be proven to be anti-Pope and anti-King, so any good predictor deliberately fails to say what he/she means directly or in words of one syllable. Especially the shes. The hes have to work at it.
So when it was said that 'The Great Satan will feel pain' it was in reference to the monsterous regiments of the Princess of Lies who will find that this year the diamond rings and the roses will be EXPECTED by their husbands/boyfriends, for a change. The ladies will be given the message on the 11th.
But you can tell that this prediction was by a thicko - all but one of the words WERE of one syllable.
Hey, will you be my valentine? The great Satan is still here!
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