Real Jihadis Of Genius

Seriously Hamas, why do you keep messing with these people?

IDF tanks staging near Gaza

IDF preparing one of their Whoop-Ass Delivery Systems (WADS)

So go ahead. Keep tossing those unguided missiles indiscriminately into Israeli residential areas.

Let God do the aiming because your heart is pure and your goat is still a virgin.

This Bud's for you, Hamas.

Real Jihadis of Genius

(Real Jihadis of Genius!)

Today we salute you, Mr. Jihadi Waging Person

(Mr. Jihadi Waging Person!)

Like Adolph Hitler's idiot children, you continue to muck up Satan's unholy War Against the Jews

(Gotta kill Jews to get to Heaven!)

Your staging of  rockets in Gaza hospitals, schools, nurseries and playgrounds tells the world that you love your children slightly less than the condoms you don't use while pleasuring your livestock.

(Our children love the smell of C4!)

You think the Nation of Israel is going to fold its tents and steal away because you blew 
up a gas station, a soft ice cream stand and Mr. Lebowitz's lawn mower. 

(But we're yelling Allah Akbar!)

Iron Dome missiles make your bottle rockets look like BB's bouncing off a block of granite; despite billions in foreign aid, the stench of failure permeates the miserable slums of Gaza like a falafel left out in the sun too long. 

(Rotting falafels make us stronger!)

So crack open a cold Bud Light, Mr. Jihadi Waging Person, for without you, 
the IDF would be running out of paper targets. 

(Just stand still a little longgger!)

Here's the real thing.