THE ENGLISH LEADER LIKED MORE THAN A CIGAR SHOVED IN HIS GOB!
As years go by, more and more can be revealed about that “Great Leader” Winston Churchill. I have already detailed him as a pox spreading fiend in a previous article, and now I can release more on the secret life of Winston Cunt Churchill and his life of debauchery during World War Two.
Winnie used to like to retire to his Prime Ministerial villa at Chequers in the English Countryside during the war. In fact it can be revealed now that Winnie spent most of the time of the London Blitz hiding here away from the bombing, only going to the Capital when absolutely required. The cowardly cunt.
And what went on at Chequers you may ask?
What didn’t go on is more to the point!

Gangsta with a sub-machine gun. I present to you the pevert Winston Churchill!
The cigar puffing, brandy quaffing, English bully ran a cesspool of depravity. Car loads of freeloaders from London’s steamy Eastend, along with the finest of the Royal Navy, would be ferried to this pleasure palace. There, safe away from any danger, the putative leader of the English Empire would orchestrate a bizarre frenzy of perverted sexual practices, all the while prowling the halls naked except for his top hat, cane, and cigar.
Well at least he wasn’t an ‘appeaser’.
As the weekend climaxed Winnie could be heard exclaiming around the halls:
“I fucking love Navy boys!”, and,
“All work and no play make Winnie a horny boy!”
And this pervert is still seen today as a great world leader?
In the garden the poor unfortunates would have to stand guard on 24 hour shifts to protect this pusillanimous prick from any enemy attempts on his life. Meanwhile the mental retards of the English Upper Class, Churchill’s true constituency, would frolic throughout the mansion. It is known at least two of Winston’s Secretaries got the clap from these events, and that was probably the tip of the iceberg.
Fuck him and his fucking stinkhole country. The only pleasure I have from him is that his idiocy in the Middle East will finally be the thing that will drag the English speaking morons to their doom.
by Abdul A-bul-bul Amir
Tehran, 2007

Ricardovitz
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But, then I got down to the most important, truth-telling part of the entire article - the name of he author: ABDUL A-BUL-BUL AMIR First thing I noticed was that it's an Arab sand-monkey name. And, then I noticed that the article wasn't written in broken stupid-sounding English, like how most sand-apes write. So, then I reconed that it must have been written by your typical commie-loving, drug-guzzling hippy. Yep, the name says it all. |
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Herr Fujkhead
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Something about Winnie prowling the halls naked except for his top hat, cane, and cigar really gives me the horn! Y'know; a very hard horn. Imagine his sagging arse cheeks and his shocking date as he'd bend over... Lordy! Lordy! Lordy! Fuck it is driving me crazy. Naked Winnie. Man I'd like to poke that famous leader. Oh...hang on...somethings going on...shit... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh OK I have to go. Got amess to clean up. |
Abdul A-bul-bul Amir
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Good to see that my investigative reports on that pervert Winston Churchill are still generating interest (see more here: http://www.xenoxnews.com/Times...NSTER.html). Only a fool, or someone who takes pleasure in sex with his sister, could disagree with my thesis that Winnie was a rank degenerate of the highest order, and that his political achievements are mainly overblown nonsense. Abdul A-bul-bul Amir, Tehran 2011 |
Ricardovitz
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Hey, Abdul, din't Mohammed rape li'll Ayrab boys??? Din't Mohammed preach gitt'n it on with li'll boys 'n girls? And, din't Mohammed git hisself a firm haterid of bitch-doggies? Reckon it be cuz some li'll bitch-doggie din't like Mohammed's pecker tryin to fornicate with her? I recomend that Abdul go git hisself a Koran 'n read 'bout all them 72 virgin pre-teens Mohammed promises to filthy Ayrab men that they can rape 'n molest in Ayrab heaven ifn they murder lots of folks. Come back here 'n report to us on Mohammed, 'n than I might want fer listen'n to ya 'bout some 'ol dead Limey. Now, go-on 'n git! |







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