Bodyguard Takes Care of a Ridiculous Speech Interruption

It didn't say chopper, although you're right about the hamburger. Someone else, probably, Dizbiscuit also, threw a golf ball at him, and some one else, probably Biscuit too, swam naked in the Thames about one mile further inland, just by Westminster bridge. That may have happened a few months after David Blaine did his amazing feat, but it was most likely Bizknees, because it was clever and he managed to evade capture by the River Police for minutes on end. It's the sort of thing he could get away with, anyway. I don't know if this man got away with it, but if it was Beesknees, he probably did.

Yeah. I hate those tennis playing, hairy-balled, muscley-thighed homosexuals too. And as for the men, they're even more worserer, and I hate them too! I hate anything that's in the slightest bit queer, because I don't want my daughter bummed to death by any homosexual ever. I don't want my wife to be attacked in a toilet on Hampstead Heath, and I didn't want Princess Diana, however brave she might have been, to get AIDS, and then shake hands with a kiddie with cancer and ruin his life. If God had wanted men to kiss men, or women to kiss women, he would have made it much more fun and given men some sort of lubricated opening somewhere for other men to stick it up. Also, I think God would have given men a womb and lovely soft skin, although, I don't presume to ever know what God is thinking. I'm sure that there will be pro-homo-promos that show us the evidence of Jesus appearing in a tomato with an earring, but that doesn't necessarily prove he was Gay. It might just have been an anomaly in the tomato. Hating Gays not only feels right, it prevents anyone ever sticking his penis up my bottom or being a lesbian on the coffee table in my parlour while wearing bondage in front of my children, the former of which is becoming much more likely now that it's not illegal and men and women can openly get married to other men and women of the same sex. I have removed anything Gay from my household, as I don't want my boy being influenced by things like tennis, Kiwi fruits, bananas, Nudist Guys magazine, Heavy Metal, male make-up of any sort, mopeds, contact sports that don't involve combat, wrestling, dollies and poetry about anything but war and being the dad of a soldier. I hope all poofs die in their own festering bath of essential oils, inside their immaculately clean flats in Hampstead, choking on their fresh flowers and the stench of male parfum.

Ex-KGB All-Stars Basketball MVP three years straight.
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thats how they will kill robert mugabe!

cool

The bodygaurd rection LMAO!!!!