Mousavi make me sick

When Leader say stop, you stop asshole!

To the tune of Yusuf Islam's "Moonshadow"

Oh, Tada's being followed by a car-bomber, al-Queda car-bomber
Runnin and hidin from a car-bomber, loony-Sunni car-bomber

And if he ever lose his head, lose his beard, wind up dead
Oh if he ever lose his head,
They'll be hell to pay for sure

Role-playing

I said bend over and call me "Brian Seacast," bitch.

Hypocritical

Those some nappy-bearded Jews!

Magically Real

Summon Fungus of the Sweet and Sour Crocus.
I cast my 'Sanjaya Malakar.'
Give Muqtada another spore counter.

Idolatry

FROM: THE OFFICES OF THE CULTURAL WARFARE DIVISION

TO: SLEEPER AGENT MALAKAR

COMMUNIQUÉ FOLLOWS:

THE TIME IS RIPE: YOU REALLY GOT THEM.

THE WHITE TWEEN CRIES LIKE A DOVE UNDER PURPLE RAINS.

BARE SKIN DURING THE NEXT SONG—SHOW INFIDELS THE HYPNOTIC, SPINDLY ARMS OF SHIVA.

THE FIRST SHALL BE LAST; THE BEST, WORST.

PEACE BE UPON YOU AND SHYAMALI.

END TRANSMISSION.

A Warning

Beware the Ides of March...