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Showing posts with label mongs. Show all posts

Friday, October 31, 2008

Old Knudsen's Haunted Hoose

I have complied a series of disturbing and frightening images to disturb and frighten you for Halloween. Ghosts and Vampires are old hat, if it scares me then it should scare you too.

AH! mongs and their happy inappropriate closeness.



Oh no! its not just a Lemur but a lemur yob.


Stop the seal killings, kill them all before they get you.

Quick run its the Cyber men.

Creepy creepy fucking creepy.

Daddy's gurl? more like Daddy's window licker.


Not the Scottish speedos, save me Jesus!

GENITAL HERPES................ Thank you Troll for the picture.

Thats how they get the holes into donuts.


Now try to sleep after this post.



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Friday, February 1, 2008

Mongs Kill People Not Bombs

Hey put on this belt, yer going to Disneyland.

Just when you thought Al-Qaeda couldn't get any lower they have. The scum bag terrorists put bombs onto two mentally disabled weemen, sent them into a busy market and blew them up by remote control.

The exploding mongs killed over 70 people out doing their shopping.
I've never understood the terrorist ability to do anything it takes to kill civilians, and to what end?
A different religion the same religion, the outrage of foreign soldiers on their soil it doesn't matter to them because they just care about what they want not what their people want.
Like an army of dumb as shit serial killers, fuck I hate terrorists.
What are they running out of young dumb teenage fanatics that they use mongs and babies as they used the other week?


You have so much to live for please don't push the button. I must say I have in fact probably had worse blowjobs, never date an epileptic woman with overbite.


Monday, February 12, 2007

Level 5 Contaminant

So happy looking, well except for that big lardy sad sack at the front, gurn up you're fantastic, it says so on yer shirt.

Years ago I was a wealthy philanthropist and possibly a bit of a philanderer who loved philosophy,philology,philately, Phil Collins and phlegm, yes in that order.
That was back in the time when if you said that someone was special you had better be wearing clean gunties and had washed all the stains and various discharges off yer knob in the last week as you my son were about to get yer hole. Now when you say someone is special it implies they are at a level of understanding and education reserved for window lickers and those who bang on fish tanks to make the fish move and drive a SUV, the later being those fuckers that take up the whole road and think they own it and only fill it up with petrol to show off that they can afford to do so, under no circumstances key these vehicles, egg them or spray paint onto them "DIE YOU PLANET KILLING HOOR" as that would be bad and I'd have the peelers around at me door asking what I've been up too, Interpol have a file on me, all a big misunderstanding I'm sure.

Back in the day instead of mong or tard we would affectionately call Joeys and stupid people alike Spastics and anyone with a dark skin was a Pakkie, simpler times, we'd cheer as John Wayne ethnically cleansed the west with his Winchester rifle and his funny limp wristed walk and hanging criminals (when we weren't sending them to Australia) was a popular event to take the kiddies to.

I invested my money in paint, Asbestos and was a major supplier of lead in the cuntry, you know for swimming pools, church roofs and general plumbing needs. I didn't need to turn lead into gold it was like gold back then, those were the days.

Now don't go thinking I have anything against retards, my 7th wife Fanny from Cornwall spewed me out two of them, very useful wee fuckers I gave them the run of my garden to keep away intruders, one was a biter the other was more of a drooler, I had big hopes for him.
I have funded many an institute for the spastically inclined but then I started to get too big and important and my enemies got uncomfortable and made up all these silly health rules about lead pipes and paint with the sole porpoise to ruin me, fucking sharks the lot of them, they circled around me and none of my so-called chums would help me, I was gutted.

Now who is having impure thoughts about a tard? you lot disgust me.

I had to close doon all my institutes, including a college that never actually turned out any high achievers for some reason. I was almost destitute as I was doon to my last few millions so I invested in the Whale fishing industry which they also tried to close doon and I set up a factory to make flame retardant flags to sell to the middle east , God bless those crazy Jews for always starting all the wars . The paint factory went up in flames, strangely enough no one was ever charged (fucking Masons no doubt)

I was able to process and sell my homeless mongs to Oxfam and Save the Children to feed to the Africans who are constantly hungry so my son did make something out of himself.
I don't live in the style I'm accustomed too anymore, theres just no profit in helping people unless it was a front for criminal activities but you didn't hear me say that.
I just want to tell you that I think you're all so very special.

Now who is having impure thoughts about a tard? you lot disgust me.

I'm not actually sure if Fanny was married to me in a legal sense of the word as I don't like paper trails, she ended up working in the Clean room industry last time I heard about her, no not the pollutant free work environments I mean she was cleaner.
Ugly as sin and not an ounce of sense but she had a great arse.

Friday, January 26, 2007

Australia Day.

Way too busy to be Blogging, leave it to the weemen.

Today is Australia day which means absolutely nothing to me. I love Australians as you know and have posted about them a few times before. Australian men are thick as pig shit but have that simple honesty about them, you will never see them on the Interweb as the way a fly cannot comprehend a pane of glass they cannot understand how to work a computer and continue to try to cook their pop tarts in the DVD opening. Too busy staring at tits drinking beer and calling each other Bruce.
Australian weemen are a bit brighter which is why you might meet them on-line, as I have mostly met Australian females I hold out hope for that strange race of people, fine ambassadors.
Those from New Zealand who get called Australian all the time are just a bunch of hobbit diddlers.

To demonstrate the stupidity and arrogance of people we turn our attention to those that wear slogans on their T-shirts. I read the T-shirts of others as isn't that the reason for them? to show everyone how wacky you are and show off yer opinion as if anyone cared, get a Blog then you'll see who doesn't care. My eye sight isn't that quick to focus anymore and people don't stand still for you so you may need several attempts for it. The amount of dirty looks I get from weemen that think I'm staring at their tits, ok they may be perky and yer T-shirt tight but don't flatter yerself I want to read something about you being yer own family or something or that you're a juicy princess. Then when they see you reading they get all self conscious about it and cover up.

Not the fool who was trying to catch a plane in Melbourne Australia to London (England for all you Yanks) he was turned away from the Qantas gate for refusing to change his T-shirt. Allen Jasson (mong) had a T-shirt with a picture of Bush on it saying "World's #1 terrorist", now maybe I'm missing the facts but Bush is the democratically elected President Of the U.S of A , if he was a terrorist the people would oust him, so this man is like Rain man or something, "uh oh Allen made a fart, Qantas the safest airline in the world", no offense to any mongs reading this ah who gives a fuck you happy moon faced bastards you aren't going to get this, away and dig in the garden.

Remember when everywhere had the right to refuse service signs up? well just because you can't see them doesn't mean they don't apply, and if you go on about free speech I will kick you in the balls for being stupid, its free as long as everyone likes what you are saying. I don't believe in free speech, I think you fuckers should pay me.
Qantas stated that Jasson had the potential to offend other customers and threaten the security of the aeroplane.
Next time wear yer Dead Kennedy's too drunk to fuck T-shirt moron.



 
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