Saturday, December 26, 2009

Suzie's Golden Shower on the Pope's Face








Now what I am about to say is about as socially acceptable as riding a
goat in front of a packed Vatican Sq. but I never have, never will
like the idea at all. No way Benny Dick !, I would not deny the
potential of the menage-a-trois, but there is a world of difference
between the gentle soft-focus explorings of genteel realities of
drinking from the furry cup, whilst having a little extra underbelly attention,

as Mullah McGuinness would say, .That's not to say that
many women might not derive great results from the diamond formation too
but that's their business.

Many cailins have described the experience as "transcendental", "quite
enjoyable" or even "Spiritual". It's interesting to note that every
one of these women are Catholic some of them nuns. It's as if they
have some genetic predilection for the forbidden. After all, what's
the point of turning up at confession in the Vatican if you don't have
something worth confessing, right?.

Now Protestants, they're like Iceland, they go there because someone
told them they'd like the locals, only to find that there are too many
for a truly satisfying strike. Indeed, there are many places far more
hospitable. No they would prefer lying back on their backs and
thinking of the Queen of England while their partner watch the Pope's Rangers

 getting hammered on the telly at Ibrox Park.


So the heroine of Xmas Eve, Susanna Maiolo, 25, was hospitalized after putting on a
stunning performance for pilgrims, in the cavernous basilica by
leaping over a security barricade and pulling Pope Benedict, 82, to
the floor and sitting on his face, in a dramatic start to late mass on
Thursday.

I hardly need add that Suzie has been sent to hospital pending
psychiatric evaluation instead of the Paedophile infested congrgation.

While I myself am prepared to admit a certain sympathy with some peoples' love
of the outdoor life, I must insist upon the following, water sports can be deadly
but she was simply explaining to the Pontiff the activities and the possibilities
of a Lesbian golden shower.

The Pope himself on numerous occasions at least, publicly has stated,

 "Please don't misunderstand me,  no person alive enjoys water more then
myself. Indeed, I usually shower seven or eight times a day, more at
weekends. And while I can fully appreciate the thrill that mounting,
for example a jet-ski might give, as the beast between one's legs
provokes a shattering, water-borne climax, I cannot fathom as to how
we might extend the possibilities to full cailin on cailin action or
alternative unions."

Now, Suzie, having been refused a private audience for a personal
demonstration for the Pope, is prone to bouts of over-excitement, as you all now
know. " Hell hath no fury like woman scorned and Suzie was forced to
indecently assault the Pope on Xmas Eve publicly in the Vatican in front of the

whole world. I can only speculate however, as to what exactly Ms Givings on the Thames
said, to provoke and prime her, that this Xmas would be much
improved, by a Vatican supplement entitled " Vatican Water Sports,
Golden Pope vestments, Golden Bent Staff, Golden Bishop Handshakes, Golden
Shower".


As  the Pope has already expressed many times, his doubts about alternative
love, Suzie became increasingly agitated. He had, she insisted,
completely missed the point. The alternative union debate became
increasingly so acrimonious for her, that an incredibly furious
Suzanna, jumped the railings pulled down her pants and proceeded to
urinate onto a very expensive Papal vestment, while sitting on his
face, as an interfering 87 year old cardinal with a broken hip, lay
there licking his lips.


Meanwhile a certain Ms Givings speaking from the New MI6 Palace on the
Thames confirmed, she has been hard at work for some time, creating an
anti-Papist agent. "After a hard day on the wards of the MI6
headquarters on the Thames, I spent quite some time introducing
Susanna to sapphic love. I have loved women in the past and slept with
them too. I think if you love and pleasure a woman, particularly if
you are a woman yourself, then certainly you know how to do things in
a certain way, that the Pope doesn't understand."


Ms Givings is indeed no slouch in the girl-on-girl department. One
furry cup guru commented "It tends to be the case that normal lesbians
or bisexual women may not perhaps be as well endowed as Ms. Givings in
the phwoaaar department make indifferent lovers. Ms. Givings, on the
other hand, can lead a whimpering partner  such as Suzie to a
shattering climax within seconds, before continuing to work the
trembling recipient for days, if not weeks." She simply instructed
Suzanna to seek a private audience with the Pope and introduce him to
sapphic love, the furry cup and golden showers.

A leading Orangeman who wished to remain anonymous is outraged about all of this,

 "For the love of all that's Holy, how can these Catholics get away with
sh.. like this in this day and age?" raged the man from Ballymena.

"It's just plain wrong. Hell's supposed to be overcrowded
with unrepentant Fenian bastards but it's getting ridiculous. They're
just scum, the lot of them, except Marty of course."



So with that I will leave you comrades to experience the freedom of some more of
Mullah McGuinness's "soft underbelly" action. I wish  all of you comrades,
 a New year of freedom, especially in the underbelly department.











Friday, December 25, 2009

Pope Benny Dick Butch-Slapped after X-Mas Mass ???















Pope Threatens Security Cardinals and Irish 'bishop bitches' after Midnight Xmas Lesbian Kicking


Pope Benny Dick has slammed his security cardinals during a meeting in Vatican City early this morning, after last night's X-mas kicking and in the light of reports of wide-spread child abuse by Catholic priests in Ireland, along with several sackings of Irish bishops.

Flanked by two menacing Swiss Guards who had exchanged their traditional pikes for knuckle-dusters, the Hitler youth trained Benny Dick, continued his tradition of addressing audiences in their respective vernaculars, telling the cardinals: "I should open up a can of whup-ass on each and every one of you for this security breach last night"

The enraged pontiff then made it clear to several more Irish Bishops in Rome fearing the sack that he himself was in charge of security from now on by warning in a heavy Irish accent, "You'se better listen to da Holy Faddah and not cross me agen"

With help from his long-time English language coach, Father Messimo Gaga, the Pope prepared for his next Irish meetings to sack more Irish bishops by watching several Irish films including The Commitments, Butcher Boy and Michael Collins, it was revealed.

According to an inside source the Pope was in no mood for excuses. When Cardinal Brady of Ireland, attempted to explain the cover up of high profile Paedophile Catholic's in a conference call, the pontiff interrupted: "Button it Paddy or I'll come over there and plant my slippered-foot, so far up your ass, your poteen breath will smell like silk."

The outpouring of blasphemous phuks, scheißes, cant and barstewards, continued for over three hours but church scholars say this sort of harangue is unheard of before in bavarian guttural accent and speculated that his groin was still swollen from last nights kicking after midnight x-mas mass by a gay person and that he must be in excruciating pain, even worse than his banking buddy Berlusconi.

According to the Vatican's chief archivist Father Umbrato Spitcalata: "The Irish bishops got off easy with just a couple of sackings and a 3 hour rant. Pope Sextus IV once yelled so continuously and ferociously during an ecclesiastical council, that he lost his voice and asked Tomas de Tarquemuda to take over for a few days. Let me tell you, we'll end up with a few extra red skull caps by the time this one is all over, if you know what I mean."

Some Irish Bishops emerged defiant however. Despite the dogma of the Pope's infallibility, one bishop who asked not to be named, said he thought that the "litany of threatened ass-punishments was counter-productive, particularly with Irish clergy and Opus Dei".

Others Irish bishops showed concern over the Pope's use of such coarse and foul language. More than one bishop wondered aloud, if perhaps Benny Dick's English language coach, might not be having a little fun at the expense of the mentally enfeebled 82 year old pontiff, or perhaps his language teacher was an ex-BBC employee, where that sort of thing is prevalent among the editor commoners who work there.

One Irish Bishop complained that the security breach wasn't their fault and perhaps the arrogant barsteward deserved to be bitch slapped or get a right good kickin, for being such a gobshite, constantly waffling on about condoms and sexuality.

Attempts by the IrishBlog at continuing the interview or further investigation into the matter, quickly ran into trouble, when several large men in pinstriped suits and carrying violin cases warned, "There'sa nuttin to-a see here-a, so va fan*gul or-a you be-a sleep wid da fishes like God's banker! " Attempts to interview Lord Londonderry on the matter also failed, on the basis of dissident journalists being unwelcome by his PSNI, born again virgin RUC minders.
















































Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Monday, December 21, 2009

Lena Eileen Eyes

Link




Unguarded naked Lena eyes,


Sending Simple Soul messages,


Then I knew,


Eileen's Eternal Unity with Life's spark.




by brian clarke for Lena Eileen

Thursday, December 17, 2009

CANNONFODDER


British Cannonfodder


American Cannonfodder










There is no one more qualified than Reg Keys, whose son Tom was killed in Iraq, to comment on Tony Blair's admission that, if he hadn't used the non-existent weapons of mass destruction to justify a war crime, he would have found another "argument" that is, another lie.

As an Irish person on the receiving end of British injustice in Ireland, executed by their military, I would like to extend my deepest sympathy to Mr. Keys. Your pain is something that people like Blair, Bush or Obama, who have not experienced it, cannot understand. I trust your son rests in peace. Please understand that anything I publish is intended to hasten the day, where sons or daugters will no longer be used as cannonfodder. Unfortunately there will be many more mother's and father's sons lost before that happens.

One of my leading inspirational persons in life, is a former British soldier, this is the wikipedia

LINK: James Connolly


Link to Father of Fallen Soldier

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Rotten Police

Do not stand in the middle, go to the right or to the left.

Johnny Rotten Lydon






























BBC BRUTISH BULLSCUTTER COPERATION

Don't even give them a chance to launch their Bullscutter !

Oh, no. Brutish Bullscutter Coperation. Don't come fucking near me today. Dear Jaysus, you Kerry fucking recruits and gobshites all over the Irish media are their by-product. There are so many things I could say to express my deep mistrust and yes, anger of these new media Irish opinion makers. Their world service can be a titillating export but their rampant censorship of the restless native's replies stinks to high heaven, of arrogance, cultural imperialism and age old repression.

I don't vote right wing as far as I know, so maybe that also explains my antagonism to them. I don't believe the Brutish Bullscutter Coperation, which henceforth will be simply called the BBC, offer anything approximating legitimate alternatives for this country, indeed any country but thats their business. I disagree with their monarchy, class system of commoners, lords, inherited privilige and intolerance of diversity or alternatives.

Lest you think nationalism is blinding me, do not confuse my rants against Brutish Bullscutter with the many Scottish, English and Welsh friends I have known down through the years, most of whom are the salt of the Earth in my opinion and great people.

It goes against every fibre of my being and tradition to be rude to people but you have got to stand up for your identity these days or become a smiling zombie product of their pundits and seductive manipulating bullscutter.

Brutes are people too but we must take this tour d'arse with all of its insanity, as a relief from the bland sanitized, couldn't give a fuck mercenary BULLSCUTTER ! of our age.