I saw this guy last year and when I missed my opportunity to take a picture of his shirt I thought sure I'd lost my only chance. But he's back! And in case you haven't figured out what it says I'll give you a hint:

I'LL EAT YOUR CHILDREN
PRAISE ALLAH

And if there's any mystery, today I saw him wearing another tee that said, "100% Egyptian," so if that answers the question you had, then there you go. If not, well then there you have it anyhow.

I didn't know what to say then, and she didn't have anything more to say afterwards, and I don't gotta say anything in addition to this right now.

Christ, girls are cute. I mean, they're really too fuckin' adorable. And don't start thinkin' I mean that in some creepy perverted sense, because even a blind Japanese eunich would agree that little waver-punk chicks are freakin' eye-candy for the spirit. In fact, you could put out two and a half hours of just audio of whatever they'd be talking about there and I'd buy it on disk before downloading it off Limewire just to support the cause.

That's how strongly I feel about it.

You really can't go wrong if you're keepin' it old skool. It's the way it should be.

So yeah, I suppose that if you're a pirate you only gotta use one hand, which I suppose works out perfectly if you got a hook. But either way, you know?

Listen. If you're marching in a demonstration and you find yourself droning along with the chanting of some faceless amplified voice from the sky, then you're a tool. They put a plate of it in front of you and you swallowed it whole without even reading the side of the box. What you need to do now is step away from the circle, put your sign face down on the ground and disappear into the crowd. Because trust me, right now you're making me side with those guilty Turkish whoevers.