Kill all Muslims

Kill all Muslims must be the new AQ commandment.

The targets in the bombing in London were in Muslim neighborhoods.

They are killing Muslims in Iraq.

Now they are blowing up children in Egypt.

I ask this question repeatedly, what are they doing to help Muslims? (A meme I return to again and again.)

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[ali al dead fucker]

die mother fucker die mother fucker die oh and im gonna have t shirts made of the profet mohamid with the bomb on his head for all of us to wear.
DIE Islam

[Butt Booty Texas]

As you can see above, inbreeding is the biggest reason why there are a growing number of Republicans in the US.
Statistics show 1 in ever 3 Texans have a mother who is birth-related to the father. Texas has the highest rate of inbred-related illnesses, giving birth to a rise in number of children with severe retardation and obesity. Inbreeding has become the biggest threat to America, exceeding terrorism or communism.
Protect America. Protect Democracy. End inbreeding now.

[Muslums fuck goats]

I hope they kill all those fucking rage heads. Fuck islam, bunch of goat fuckers

[me me me]

All airplane seats should be made of pig skin to prevent more hijacks.

[Cool32]

after 9/11 we should have never even put 1 boot on the ground in the Middle east,Didnt work when the Russians tried if in afg. and its not going to work now,not that the US is not capable of defeating the terrorist,it wont work cause there is always another country or politican interest that will help the other side.Juast as we did in Afg. against Russia.The best way to defeat terorrisom,it to terrorize them.Right after 9/11 we should have used tactical cruise missle nukes on all the cities in the middle east that they showed people cheerig in on 9/11,But not at once,just take out a city every other day,if its in Iran Iraq,Syria dosent matter they al hate us.Show them real terror and destroy a city every other day for months.Thats the only way to win.fight terror with terror,dont put our troops in their backyard,that just plays right into their hands.thanks

[Juan J. Fuentes]

The only good muslim is a dead one.I hate these fucking people.I hate their religion,their fucking god(Allah)and their fucking smell.I hope someday the western world will realize that these fucking arab countries are a threat to civilization and that they all should be wiped out off the face of the earth.(Allah does not excist...jesus christ is the only god)

[Mohammed]

The muslim is crazy for he is fanatical about some god that does not exist - there is no god! when you die, your rot and become fertilizer! May you be eaten by PIGS

[the claw]

Its a shame. I used to sympathize with the palestinians. I thought if they were helped, it would take ammunition from the extremists and rational minds would prevail. It seems like most Muslims in developing countries are like grade school bullies, spitting at the adults who want to help them. Eventually you just want to slap them across the face.

[cartoon]

Muslims have to have the worst inferiority complex on earth. "Someone drew a cartoon of the prophet! Lets start a riot!" Get over it. The rest of the world is looking at you like you are idiots. People need to acknowledge that it is a religious war and that they are hellbent on eradicating everyone who isn't muslim. Wake up people.

[mac]

I am sick and tired of these dam muslims. Everyone says that there religion is peaceful. However all I see is crazy people running around like animals. I do not understand why muslims are so upset about the cartoons. They love bin ladin who sends in people to blow themselves up. I would think muslims would believe that if allah was here he would be a suicide boomer. If muslims say they are peacefully then why are they not holding rallies saying no to violence. the reason is because they like seeing their people killing other people. I hope the world gets a chance to end their selfish ways

[stupid]

Hey Juan J. Fuentes,

In case you didn't know, these arab countries were the birth of civilization. Read your history books and try another route. People like you make the rest of us look stupid. That's why the Europeans laugh at us.

[Juan J. Fuentes]

Yo stupid.......first of all let me say thanks for not cursin me the fukkk out. It's true what you said about these fools been the first to start civilization and all..but!! that doesn't change the fact that these people(fucking maniacs) are a threat to society...they are a threat to themselves and most inportantly to us.The only reason the western world is forced to deal with these clowns is that they have the most inportant natural resource on earth OIL. Riots over a fucking cartoon???? now that's ignorant and fucking stupid,it just shows how primitive and retard they are.Now...you said something about europeans laughing at us...who tafuck cares!!!?? soon their continent is gonna be so cold(few decades in the future) that there is not going to be anymore EUROPE. Yess!! global warming..shit happens.

[Angri-grl]

Found this blog after searching "kill all muslims" ...who knew I'd find a blog on the topic. God bless Western Civilization. We are, in fact, at war for this civilization and no one seems to know it. The right to go on the internet and call Muslims goat fuckers and condone the rape and murder of this virulent cult is one I relish while it lasts. It won't be long before the muzzie reactionaries will riot to shut down all anti-Muzz blogs too. So, for now, I just want to express some thoughts. 1) Muslims lie to further the spread of Islam. It is in the Koran and encouraged. 2) The religion of 'peace' comes from the older part of the Koran, that is what they quote to the west for PR purposes. The newer section is where Mohammed goes to war and becomes an unforgiving tyrannical jihadist. That is the part Islam considers the more current theology. (like the opposite of the old and new testements...because it's the devils version) There is a "parabel" about a time when Mohammed was being insulted by some critics. He asked his followers "who will kill my critics?" that person will be rewarded. So someone did and was greatly rewarded by the prophet. That is why we have people lining up to kill the cartoonists. It might buy them an extra pretty virgin. 3) Europe and the west are not procreating (despite the idiot who says 1 in 3 Texans are inbred - someone has a suspicious fixation on that topic, hmmm) Anyway, islamic countries have litters (Osama has 18 kids and thats common) If they don't win through violoence, they will win demographically. Europe will lose it's ethnicity through simple demographics within 100 years...it's a statistical fact. With these and other observations in mind, I suggest the systematic nuclear annihilation of Mecca. Muslims obviously do not value human life. They just breed for jihad fodder but they will cease fire and negotiate when you threaten a mosque. (That was shown in Najaf) Set up an understanding of MAD (mutually assured descrution)only aim our sites at Mecca & Medina...the next terriorist act will mean the destruction of a random middle eastern mosque or holy site. We'll chip away at them and save Mecca for last. It will take a Hiroshima like event to stop this cult...their spirit must be broken. But my right to speak my mind, go to school, drive a car, practice my own religion, not be forced to wear a burqua or subjected to a beating for not, the right to vote and call the prophet Mohammed the "false prophet" warned of in the bible is at stake. Plus that 5am call to prayer would be a bitch...

[Juan J. Fuentes]

The United States wants to give FULL control of our major ports to the UNITED ARAB EMIRATES....what the fuck!!?? Are these people fucking stupid??? americans.....these fucking arabs do not like us,in fact they fucking hate us to death and with this deal(I hope it never happens)it's going to be easier for them to sneak a weapon of mass destruction into the country....all i'm saying is this,if this deal ever happens get ready for another SUPER ATTACK ON OUR SOIL and believe me i'ts going to be more destructive than the WTC attack. WAKE UP AMERICA!!!

[F.D.]

I am quite ashamed and shocked at this blog. Who are you people to even call yourselves human beings. Look at each and everyone of the above blogs. You believe that it is positive to rape and to murder the innocent muslims and base and point accusations at all of them for the actions of a few extreme radicals. You promote genocide and find in a supremist point of view that you are superior. I can only hang my head in shame that I share the same species with any one of you. I can honestly warrant that NOT A SINGLE ONE OF YOU have even read the Qur'an and yet you make incredulous accusations and try to place false evidence that supposedly is "in the Qu'ran". Now, as a practicing Catholic who has gone so far as through a Jesuit education I can say that I once thought that many of what extremists said were a bit trivial, but never did I mix the two. However, if any of you were to do actual research and avoid such fallacious judgements I am sure that many of you would feel as I do about your current views and ideolody. I have read the Qu'ran and I can only say that interpretation, much as that found in the Catholic Church doctrines, can be seen as the cause of much of what many of you believe and/or hear from such radicals. Prophet Mohammad (pbuh) once said, "One who engages in racism is not one of us." Such thinking lies in pure logic. Many of you claim that he is a false prophet, yet after a bit of researching, I found that as a child he had an extreme disdain for the pagans in his area and was even IDENTIFIED TO BE A TRUE PROPHET BY A CATHOLIC MONK, Bahira. Now many of you have also stated that it is archaic and degrades women, The Qu'ran also has a set of extremely strict rules that the man adheres to as it is said in Mohammad's last sermon "Men, take care of your wives, as they too have a hold upon you..." and which he then elaborates upon by dictating the laws the Men are chained to by their wife. Now the reason that his is not as televised is that for numerous reasons the media finds that it is better for ratings and whatnot to televise only what the radicals want and lets be serious if you knew your wife had hold on you more than you could help, would you want anyone to know or follow? Ergo, the radicals, whom are the only people the media ever listens to, try to say that the men are superior. Now, in regards to all popular "72 virgins if you kill yourself" myth 1) Suicide is seen as an immediate mortal sin and is a one-way ticket to hell according to the Qu'ran. Mohammad did mention to numerous people who did die in battles he fought versus pagan tribes of Mecca that they would be rewarded for a valiant sacrifice of having fought despite they knew there was certain death by being brought to everlasting paradise in Heaven. Now this has provoked the myth that martyrdom is preferred. The virgins part is not seen in the Qu'ran but rather in another book call the Hadith which has often be used by radicals to recruit others into their organization. Honestly, if you were living in an underprivileged area, were underpriviledged and unwittingly very weakminded and someone came to you and said that if you join us and die for this you'll get to be able to hang out with 72 virgins, would you question it? Most would say No and simply follow this promise blindly without actually checking it. Also the Hadith is the newer version which the "scholarly" Fuentes seems to have referenced. It is flawed due to the fact that it was written by men rather than coming from the word of god. Mohammad received the Qu'ran as memorized verses from the angle Gabriel which came from God which he then asked his wife, Khadija to jot down into a book as he was unable to write. Now this is quite amazing as scholars also confirm the Prophets illiteracy and nothing so perfect could have come from one man I assure you. And think about it, its pretty much the only holy book written down by a woman, which I would say is pretty amazing seeing as a lot of the others, yes unfortunately including the bible, were written down by more than one writer who happened to be male. Don't get me wrong theres a reason i stay catholic and thats because its the religion I know best and find is easiest to practice, but still you can't really deny the facts. Also in the idea of Jihad, I looked it up and Jihad is a war waged in self-defense, which is yet again perverted by the two-prong system of the media and the radicals which believe this is the reason that we must be attacked. As i said, it is merely misinterpretation and perversion as well as the fools who follow it that causes such problems. Also, I cannot help but be ashamed at the intolerance and ignorance of many of the people in this blog. "Pisslam...devil's religion" and other comments of the nature are extremely prejudice I don't care what any of you say and it shows that many in this blog are extremely undereducated and their mind's easily manipulated. Look if Islam is fully and strongly admitting in the existence of the other religions that precede it and admit them as true as mentioned in the Qu'ran, than I cannot see why people would say such a thing as "Nuke the holy sites of Mecca and Medina" or parade as Tony Blair out of some desire for a feeling of importance. The cartoon, also you must realize is not being protested by all muslims, which many of you people believe in the logical fallacy that they do. Of course anyone would be mad that their religious founder was desecrated by someone ignorant, but that doesn't give them the right to act extreme, which many of the world's muslims today took to heart when this happened. Again its only the media whose showing the protests and nothing else about the matter. In regards to the head coverings, I truly believe that that ideology was due to the fact that God, Allah, Jehovah, whatever you wish to call him or her, was meaning to prevent the Arabs, the first to receive a wake up call to reform their sinful ways, from being promiscuous, though it still occurs. Even so, I think it is intended so the man look beyond the face and the sexuality when he sees the woman and hold a higher respect for her, which I believe to be a very noble gesture at that. Again, a final thought on the sucide bombings and the widely mentioned love of bin laden in this blog, this is very fallacious and only what the media tends to portray from radicals and "in the closet," so to speak, radicals. Also remember ladies and gentlemen, that when you point one finger at someone, there are four pointing back at you. Yes there have been some very graphic gestures commited by the extremist, but let us not forget the persecution of Christ almighty where the Jews charged him of a crime he did not commit (not that I'm against Jews, but again can't really deny the facts) or the persecution the paganistic Pharoahs of Egypt placed upon the Jews or the Nazi persecution to be more recent. Nor can one forget the persecution, I am sad to say, Christians enacted upon the Jews with such things as recent as the media brainwash of the Passion. Nor can we christians forget the extreme racism faced by the romans of old as well. Again, please remember that do not pass judgement, as first you cannot as it is only reserved for the Lord almighty, but if you must pass judgement when you have all the facts and have made sure your soursces go beyond mere illogical propaganda. Again, I must express my extreme sadness at seeing such people hold hatred in their hearts as this without even one motivation beyond lies and deceit they believe in and instead of loving their fellow man, egging on the systematic annhilation and heinous acts of rape on a group of people. It is truly a sad day that I see such ignorance and stupidity exhibited. Please I aske of you all, revise your ways and repent for your ignorance and become a little more educated lest you sound uncredible and unable to be accepted into a society as a truly rightous person.

God bless.

[Blood & Honour]

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These people are the lowest form of life and must be destroyed!
Whatever it takes!

[F B]

I'm a devout religious muslim. i was born in Pakistan, raised in the USA, and have lived in Canada for nearly 6 years. and so i believe it's safe for me to say that i "somewhat" understand the views of both the west and islam. i probably shouldn't have told you i was muslim b/c now you've most likely already decided on what to believe and what not to believe of my words. but i’m still going to attempt to get my view across. Yes, there are bad muslims in the world...but there are just as bad christians, jews, sikhs, hindus, secularists, liberals, and “others”. I believe bad persons to be recognized through their human actions. and these actions cut across a variety of religions, races, and ideals...not just one. i would like to ask for you to please be “Open minded” to the best of your abilities when it comes to “any topic” and yes that includes Islam. you might ask why i’m such a devout muslim when i’ve seen the conservative nature of islam in Pakistan, the rational liberal view of the States, and the melting pot of cultural ethics in canada. When clearly conservative islam doesn’t work. I would differ on this view.....i’m a living breathing example that a muslim can be conservative and a rational member of a secular society without promoting violence and hate. I thoroughly enjoy being muslim and wouldn’t have it any other way b/c i believe in it. I believe that islam is the truth. I’m devouted to this faith tradition just like a sikh, hindu, christian, jew, and buddhist would be to theirs. to get the islamic view across it is clear that the ideas of the Holy Quraan-ul-Kareem, the prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him) and the messages of peace, love, compassion, and perseverance are not working. but here i try again. and again i would like you to please be open minded..... don’t label me until you haven’t even listened to me. be open minded, the definition is “Having or showing receptiveness to new and different ideas or the opinions of others”. I’m not trying to make you muslim or get you to hate muslims. I’m trying to give you an understanding of why “I” believe in islam in hope that you would learn to respect my people. well here... you don’t have to read this....I’ve received some positive and some negative reactions, if you think you’re going to have a negative reaction just stop....please stop.....don’t go to any of the sites...stop b/c your bound to misinterpret what I’m saying......just go back and read what i just said again....or even a third time.....remember i’m trying to explain why “I” am a conservative muslim, not why there are conservative muslims...love, compassion, peace, perseverance, and what you’ll see in those links below are few of the many reasons me and a lot of other people are very conservative muslims and we hope to never change and BE HATED BY PPL LIKE YOU....but no you just want us to die......remember I’ve received some positive and some negative reactions....so only go to those sites if you think you can appreciate my reasons for having faith in islam....i believe i have the same reasons as any other faith tradition and “more”....which is why it is difficult to swallow for some....to better assist in the reading material just consider it as what it is .....an interpretation of what we think is said...... May the mercy and blessings of Allah (swt) be upon you.

As-Salam-WaUlaikum

enjoy

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[F B]

O ya just to add more...u should be mad at the united states government, not god, not muslims, not jews, not christians, just your so-called "leaders"....they are lieing u freaking ppl... remember those supposed 19 terror suspects who flew into the two towers??...well here's an atricle i got from bbc online...go reference check it if u don't believe me....

(((11 SEPTEMBER'S HIJACK 'SUSPECTS' ALIVE AND WELL)))

2002-04-26 19:19:37

BBC News Online

26 April 2002

Another of the men named by the FBI as a hijacker in the terrorist attacks on Washington and New York has turned up alive and well.

The identities of four of the 19 suspects accused of having carried out the attacks are now in doubt.

Saudi Arabian pilot Waleed Al Shehri was one of five men that the FBI said had deliberately crashed American Airlines flight 11 into the World Trade Centre on 11 September.

His photograph was released, and has since appeared in newspapers and ontelevision around the world.

Now he is protesting his innocence from Casablanca, Morocco.

He told journalists there that he had nothing to do with the attacks on New York and Washington, and had been in Morocco when they happened. He has contacted both the Saudi and American authorities, according to Saudi press reports.

He acknowledges that he attended flight training school at Dayton Beach in the United States, and is indeed the same Waleed Al Shehri to whom the FBI has been referring.

But, he says, he left the United States in September last year, became a pilot with Saudi Arabian airlines and is currently on a further training course in Morocco.

Abdulaziz Al Omari, another of the Flight 11 hijack suspects, has also been quoted in Arab news reports.

He says he is an engineer with Saudi Telecoms, and that he lost his passport while studying in Denver.

Another man with exactly the same name surfaced on the pages of the English-language Arab News.

The second Abdulaziz Al Omari is a pilot for Saudi Arabian Airlines, the report says. Meanwhile, Asharq Al Awsat newspaper, a London-based Arabic daily, says it has interviewed Saeed Alghamdi.

He was listed by the FBI as a hijacker in the United flight that crashed in Pennsylvania.

And there are suggestions that another suspect, Khalid Al Midhar, may also be alive.

FBI Director Robert Mueller acknowledged on Thursday that the identity of several of the suicide hijackers is in doubt.

((((go watch fahrenheit 911 for more informaiton))))ok i'm tired of typing bye.

As-Salam-WaUlaikum

[BeBe]

The United States wants to give FULL control of our major ports to the UNITED ARAB EMIRATES....what the fuck!!?? Are these people fucking stupid??? americans.....these fucking arabs do not like us,in fact they fucking hate us to death and with this deal(I hope it never happens)it's going to be easier for them to sneak a weapon of mass destruction into the country....all i'm saying is this,if this deal ever happens get ready for another SUPER ATTACK ON OUR SOIL and believe me i'ts going to be more destructive than the WTC attack. WAKE UP AMERICA!!!

Posted by: Juan J. Fuentes at Feb 21, 2006 6:31:30 PM
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what "SUPER ATTACK" r u exactly talking about Juan J.F.? how exactly did these arabs make all these hurricanes?

[Muhammad]

Lost Verses of the Koran

Surah 115: The Pig

Bismillah:

The hurried flight of the Hegira had led the Muslims to a fertile oasis, where they were at last safe from their many enemies in Mecca.
Pausing, each thanked Allah the moon-god for their good fortune.
Assembling at a long table, they enjoyed rare delicacies brought by bare-breasted sirens whose faces were veiled. During the feast Muhammad sternly forbade his disciples to partake of pig flesh, while fondling the youthful breasts of a Nubian girl named Sheba.
Obeying the Prophet, the pilgrims partook of the succulent flesh of jackals and vultures, washing their food down with strong wine.
“I never dreamed I’d have to eat the loins of a jackal, let alone the bitter entrails of a cursed vulture,” observed a hungry pilgrim named Ahmed to a fellow Muslim, choking on the unpalatable morsels.
“Neither did I, but the Holy Prophet has ordered it,” grumbled another starving follower, almost heaving as he consumed greasy vulture flesh.
“A rancid pork chop would taste a hell of a lot better than this crap does,” retorted Ahmed.
“It’s an acquired taste brother, you’ll get used to it,” spoke up another, smiling with a mouthful of rotten teeth.
“I don’t think so,” said Ahmed, forcing down a burned jackal testicle.
An uncaring Muhammad, famished, greedily wolfed down roasted jackal in enjoyment, quaffing from an earthenware wine carafe on occasion, while choosing which of the sirens that would soon endure his favors.
The meal finished in the late afternoon, a drunken, lustful Muhammad initiated a sex orgy with the sirens, the debauched Holy Prophet, Allah speaking through him, declaring all earlier betrothals or marriages of the women he knew null and void.
The Muslims celebrated their good fortune, again thanking Allah for the bounty they had been blessed to receive.
Later, as Muhammad sat half-naked under a palm tree, masturbating to the thought of molesting little girls, Ahmed chanced by and remarked, "Oh great prophet, why does Allah say that we cannot dine on delicious porcine flesh?"
"Why?" asked Muhammad, closing his filthy, tattered, moth-eaten robe, "Because Allah's younger retarded cyclops brother is a pig, and Allah doesn't want us killing his holy kinfolk."
"Allah is a pig?" asked Ahmed, staring at Muhammad.
"Of course," replied the deranged Prophet, hallucinating thanks to ingesting strong hashish minutes earlier.
"That's ridiculous, why in hell do we worship pigs?" asked Ahmed, thinking his flight from Mecca may have been the result of heeding the words of a false prophet, possessed of a capricious desert demon who delighted in seeing them consume the flesh of vermin.
"Because they're better than we are," answered a smiling Muhammad, now fantasizing about raping little boys, "Look at me, I'm little more than a lecherous child molester, thief and murderer!"
"True, but pigs can't even talk!" exclaimed Ahmed, digging a heel into the sand.
"Allah can, he speaks to me in my dreams," retorted the wildly hallucinating Muhammad, barely able to focus on Ahmed, seeing him in double vision.
"You're a madman," declared a disgusted Ahmed, "I'm heading back to join the infidels in Mecca!"
"Who cares?" retorted Muhammad, slurring his words and breaking into riotous laughter.
Prophet Muhammad, opening his robe and again reaching for his flaccid sex organ, was too occupied with masturbating his building erection to reply further, while Ahmed disappeared behind a sand dune.
"What a stupid, perverted, licentious bastard," spat Ahmed, walking off, "Muhammad is crazier than a shithouse rat!"

Surah 116: The Pervert

Bismillah:

And it came to pass that Muhammad was growing ever hornier and more depraved: In a dream it was revealed by Allah that he was to molest a young girl named Ayesha.
Drunk on strong wine, the Prophet looked to a follower named Khalil and announced, “Allah has said I am to have sex on this day with a child; the virgin daughter of my brother in law Abu.”
“What?” asked a frowning Khalil, holding a wine bottle, taken back by the remark and turning to Muhammad.
“I am to know Abu’s daughter Ayesha,” declared Muhammad, a finger in the air, becoming visibly aroused at the thought having sex with her.
“She is but a little girl who plays with dolls; her womb does not yet weep, are you insane?” asked Khalil, knowing in his heart that the Prophet was little more than a pervert, thief, liar and murderer.
“Probably, but it is the will of Allah”, Muhammad said to himself, staggering off to the hovel of Ayesha.
“What a twisted devil the Prophet is – the will of Allah my ass, he’s just an evil, depraved monster who lusts after the flesh,” Khalil mumbled, putting the bottle to his parched lips.
An oblivious and uncaring Muhammad blundered down the street, weaving as he went, arriving at the hovel shortly thereafter.
Knocking on the door, Ayesha’s mother Umm appeared.
“What do you want Prophet?” she asked, staring at the debauched Muhammad, clad in a filthy tan robe covered in dust and wine stains, a lone flea crawling upon his moustache near his nostrils.
“Bismillah, I am here to take your daughter Ayesha in bed,” the Prophet answered, slurring his words.
“You licentious beast!” exclaimed the girl’s mother, “She is only six years old, if it is indeed the will of Allah, take me instead to satisfy your wanton depravity!”
“Taking you is not the will of Allah,” retorted Muhammad, the scent of wine heavy on his foul breath, “You are a wrinkled and faded flower without comeliness; be gone with your favors; I could never get a hard on at the likes of you.”
Enraged by her rebuff, Muhammad smote her upon the face with a backhand.
“That’s what one gets for disobeying the will of Allah,” declared Muhammad, his words punctuated by a loud belch, “Take me to Ayesha, that I may know her on this day!”
Obeying, Umm reluctantly led Muhammad to the room of Ayesha, opening the door.
“This perverted Prophet here wants to screw you,” announced Umm with a frown, Muhammad ogling the virgin child in double vision.
“But you knew my cousin Abdullah, younger brother of Ahmed not an hour ago,” replied a shocked Ayesha, dropping her doll, revolted by the sight of the filthy, lascivious pedophile Muhammad.
“Be that as it may, Allah has said I will also know you,” said Muhammad with an expectant smile, the gleam of lust in his eyes.
“Why me?” asked Ayesha, looking to the Prophet with trepidation.
“Because Allah has said it and I am horny, let us lay down, that I may know you,” ordered Muhammad as he removed his robe, Ayesha’s mother shaking her head in helpless disgust and closing the door.

Surah 117: The Murderer

Bismillah:

Muhammad and his followers enjoyed many days away from Mecca at the oasis, home of his oafish brother in law, Abu Bakr, who was also Muslim.
Dining on roast jackal, vultures and snakes, their strength was renewed by the bounty Allah the moon-god provided: plentiful food for their bellies and plentiful sirens for their carnal pleasure.
Khalil was upset that the Prophet was an evil lecherous pedophile who had known a little girl, so he went to the home of Ayesha to speak with her father, Abu the oaf.
He made his way to the hovel, and knocked on the door.
Ayesha’s mother opened the door, frowning as she beheld another of Prophet Muhammad’s followers.
“Is life not bad enough, what are you here for, to rape my daughter, me, or one of my sons?” she inquired with disdain.
“Indeed not woman, I must speak with your husband, not you,” said Khalil, who as a good Muslim, looked down upon women as little more than objects of pleasure, or dogs to be beaten into submission.
“My husband Abu is very drunk,” she related, lowering her gaze in respect.
Khalil entering the hovel, the oaf Abu appeared from a side room holding a wine bottle, and slurred, “What do want here, follower of the Prophet?”
“I must speak with you regarding your little daughter Ayesha,” answered Khalil.
“What about her?” asked Abu, blinking his eyes and trying to focus on the man.
“The Prophet came unto her in her room a fortnight ago; do you not know?” asked Khalil.
“He has come unto her many times since, she is his wife,” replied the unconcerned oaf.
“His wife you say - you permitted it?” asked Khalil, stunned by the revelation.
“Of course; he has come unto one of my nephews too, Muhammad is a pederast, it is the will of Allah,” declared a shrugging Abu.
“He’s raping our child you drunken bastard!” exclaimed a tearful Umm, looking to Khalil.
Abu smote her across the face, admonishing, “Take care woman, speak not ill of Prophet Muhammad, it is the will of Allah. The Prophet first knew Ayesha in a dream, when Gabriel showed her to him, uncovering her body for him to see.”
“That’s really sick, she’s only six years old,” observed Khalil.
“Better for the great Prophet to know her than one of the infidels,” declared a smiling Abu.
“Prophet my ass, Muhammad is a depraved monster possessed of a demon; how could permit such a thing, you are her father!” exclaimed Khalil in utter disgust.
“Yes I am, and the Prophet says I will know her too,” confessed Abu, contemplating the odd thought of having sex with his own daughter.
Umm burst into tears and sobbed, throwing herself to the floor upon hearing Abu’s repugnant words.
A fearful Khalil fled the hovel, not knowing what to think; realizing Muhammad and his brother in law Abu were wicked licentious perverts and vicious rapers of children, possessed of capricious and malevolent demons.
Later, Abu spoke with the Prophet while they entered a brothel together. He told him of the strange encounter with Khalil.
Khalil’s an idiot, he takes Islam much too seriously,” replied Muhammad, looking to his oafish brother in law.
“It is a bad omen Prophet, Khalil woefully disdains your marriage to Ayesha, and disdains that I am to know her too,” declared Abu, even he feeling deep down that such a liaison was distasteful, but knowing it was the unalterable will of Allah, the moon god.
“It is the will of Allah for you to know your daughter, did not Lot of Sodom know his daughters in the cave?” asked a slurring Muhammad, quite drunk, leaning against a wall to steady himself.
“Yes Prophet, he did,” answered Abu with firm resolve.
“Indeed, it was and is Allah’s will,” replied Muhammad, picking a flea from his beard and crushing it between his fingernails, “As for our problem, I will have a dream tonight, and Allah will order me to kill Khalil.”
“He will?” asked Abu, putting a hand to his chin in confusion, “But I thought the Perfect, Most Merciful Pig Allah never revealed his intentions until you had a dream.”
“No matter oaf, he is making his will known to me by making me drink strong wine on this day,” said a quickly lying Muhammad, holding up a bottle.
“Don’t you drink strong wine everyday?” asked Abu.
“Not as strong as this stuff,” replied the Prophet with a broad smile, “It has hashish oil in it; let us partake of a pair of this brothel’s women and enjoy wine together.”
As Muhammad and Abu descended into more revelry and debauchery, a troubled Khalil approached another of the Prophet’s followers, the one with rotten teeth. Telling him of his woes, he awaited the reply.
“Who cares what he does, have vulture and some wine,” said the man, tearing a leg from a roasted, maggot-ridden carcass and offering it to Khalil.
“You don’t care that Muhammad is a deranged pervert who has sex with little children?” asked Khalil, taking the leg.
“Hell no, I’m only here for the food, I was starving in the alleys of Mecca before I met Muhammad,” replied the rotten toothed man, grabbing more vulture flesh and a wine bottle.
“Oh,” answered a defeated Khalil, taking a bite from the leg and reaching for wine.
Late evening came, with Khalil and the other followers drunk and passed out in their tent.
Muhammad and Abu awoke at the brothel after midnight, rested and refreshed.
“What are we to do about Khalil?” asked Abu as they left via a side door, avoiding an encounter with the brothel’s madam, to whom they owed money.
“Leave that to me oaf,” answered the Prophet, holding up a hand, “In my dream Allah told me how to deal with him.”
Muhammad headed down the street and stealthily entered the tent of his followers, intent on taking Khalil’s life. Abu Bakr followed him through the entrance, looking about for possible witnesses.
Holding an oiled leather garrote, the smiling Prophet mercilessly strangled the sleeping Khalil, knowing in his heart that it was the will of Allah.
The helpless follower struggled defiantly as a determined Muhammad gritted his teeth and pulled the garrote tighter, crushing Khalil’s windpipe, the Prophet letting out foul gas from his posterior due to the exertion. The struggling ceased; he and Abu then quietly removed the body from the tent and carried it into the desert.
“That takes care of that problem,” declared a satisfied Muhammad as he pocketed the garrote, he and Abu making their way to his hovel so he could know his young wife Ayesha again.
“When will I know her Prophet?” inquired Abu in the lamplit hovel, looking to his daughter’s room.
“Very soon, Allah has said it, go know your wife Umm for now, oaf,” suggested Muhammad with a smile, opening the door to Ayesha’s room.

Surah 118: The Liar

Bismillah:

Time passed, and a strengthened Muhammad and his followers left the fertile oasis. The Prophet was joined by his young wife Ayesha and her father, oaf Abu, who left the remainder of his family stranded at the oasis, his wife Umm dying of grief shortly afterward.
Not one of the party dared question the vanishing of Khalil, some fearing that they too would vanish, perhaps due to Allah’s will or worse.
Muhammad told his followers that Khalil was an evil infidel, and had fled because he had coveted Ayesha, the child looking to her husband the Prophet, she and her father knowing he was not telling the truth.
“That is not true my father, Khalil only came to tell you of the Prophet knowing me,” Ayesha whispered, she and Abu standing only a few cubits from Muhammad.
“Take care in what you utter among others child, some things are better kept to oneself,” answered Abu quietly, not half the oaf the Prophet thought he was.
The rotten toothed man was listening intently; he had watched from the shadows while a smiling Muhammad strangled Khalil, but wisely kept this knowledge to himself, vowing to flee the group at the earliest opportunity.
Abu Bakr, fulfilling the will of Allah, came unto his daughter Ayesha over several evenings in a tent at the beckoning of the Holy Prophet, oddly finding her favors more satisfying than those of his wife.
Feeling strange from the experience of knowing his own daughter, a troubled Abu sought wise Muhammad’s advice.
“It was the will of Allah,” declared the debauched Muhammad, drunk on strong wine, “Allah has also revealed it is you which will sire her firstborn in her twelfth year; her incestuous bastard child Fatimah.”
“I will?” asked Abu, incredulous that he would be siring a child by his own daughter.
“Yes,” replied the Prophet, removing his filthy robe, “But first I must satisfy my carnal urges, by indulging in her favors myself.”
Prophet Muhammad entered the tent and came unto the young Ayesha, who complained that she was sore from knowing her father three times in one day.
Striking her across the face, Muhammad admonished, “Keep your mouth shut wife and be thankful to Allah that only I and your father are knowing you.”
“Yes Holy Prophet,” Ayesha replied, closing her eyes and wincing in pain as Muhammad again knew her.
Arriving in Medina the following week, the Muslims found friends in this city, delighting in drunken revelry and the favors of veiled, tempting harlots with dark eyes.
A lecherous Muhammad, Ayesha and his brother in law Abu took up residence at a fine brothel, the Prophet and the oaf sampling the offerings over many weeks, finding that Medina had the finest of all harlots in the land.
Many residents of Medina found that Islam was a faith that appealed to them, Allah’s unalterable will moving the people, they abandoning their staid ways, joining with Prophet Muhammad in idleness, licentious revelry and drunkenness.
Abu later visited the Prophet in his tent, informing him of dreadful news that Medina was host to a band of Jews.
“Jews you say, the people of the book,” answered Muhammad, “They are bitter enemies of Allah and Islam; we will not suffer such people to live in our midst.”
“But there are 40 score or more of them in the city Prophet, do the warriors of Allah have the numbers to defeat them?” asked Abu.
“Of course oaf,” declared the evil Muhammad, “We shall wait until the dark of night, prowling by stealth, and then cut their throats as they slumber; Allah has willed it.”
Listening in the shadows, the rotten toothed man determined it was time for him to flee. Regardless of the free food, he wanted no part of a group of vicious, skulking cowards who would slaughter people as they slept.
Allah’s will was fulfilled on the next night, 40 score Jews meeting their end at the hands of the deranged, murderous pedophile Muhammad and his obedient Muslims.

Surah 119: The Thief

Bismillah:

A fortnight passed, with many of the remaining people of Medina embracing Islam, and others fleeing for their lives, with the exception of a wealthy merchant named Sabri and his family.
Sabri vexed the followers with his words that Prophet Muhammad was little more than a drunken liar, murderer, and wanton sexual pervert; a wicked, lascivious monster and pedophile who kept the company of prostitutes, drunks and the slothful.
In another dream, the Holy Prophet learned that the vexing merchant had to be silenced, and that he had been chosen by Allah to murder him.
Telling Abu of his dream, he and Abu plotted the murder of Sabri the merchant. After enjoying strong wine together, they headed to his home on a dark late evening, let in by a lovely servant girl.
Muhammad and the oaf Abu observed the opulence of his residence; Sabri dressed in a fine silk robe with a silk turban, seven rings of gold and silver on his fingers.
His wife and the lovely servant girl brought food and a carafe of wine for her husband, they disdainfully looking upon the filthy, debauched Prophet and his henchman Abu.
“Why will you not submit to Islam, it is the will of Allah,” declared the evil Muhammad, looking to Sabri, looking for the chance to end his life.
“The will of Allah my ass, you Muhammad are a murderous debauched lecher and raper of children. Your loathsome followers feed on the rancid flesh of vermin instead of fine pork roasts, and defile all that they touch,” declared a disgusted Sabri, noting that the Prophet was drunk, dressed in a filthy tattered robe, with his unkempt hair and long beard matted with dirt.
“I consume the flesh of vermin too, Great Allah is a Holy, Merciful Pig, it is not halal to dine on the sacred flesh of his younger brothers,” said Muhammad with a finger in the air, Abu nodding in agreement.
“No, it is you who are a pig, you deranged cretin possessed of a vile demon,” retorted Sabri, looking upon the Prophet with hatred in his eyes.
“Those who do not submit to the will of Allah will suffer dire consequences,” threatened Abu, looking about for anyone who would dare stop them. Observing only two women in the house, he smiled, knowing that the will of Allah was about to be fulfilled.
Sabri paused, staring at the Prophet and Abu in contempt, hoping he could in some way persuade them to leave the city, noting that business had fallen off to practically nothing since the arrival of the Muslims.
“Look, if I give you money, will you and yours flee Medina and never return?” asked Sabri with folded hands, hoping he could encourage them to leave with a payment of fine gold.
“I can’t leave,” declared a smiling Muhammad, “I am serving Great Allah, the Most Merciful Pig.”
Sabri, confused for a moment, replied, “But I thought Allah was the moon goddess of Mecca.”
“Whatever,” retorted a shrugging, uncaring Muhammad while picking his nose, he knowing that Allah didn’t exist anyway.
“You are destroying Medina with your vile harlotry and wicked ways!” exclaimed Sabri.
The Prophet laughed, and replied, “Indeed not, Allah is guiding my hand in this and all my actions, providing me and my followers with what we desire: food, fine drink and the company of willing sirens, like your lovely servant girl back there.”
“My servant girl is betrothed to a good man in Mecca, you will not speak ill of her, nor will you covet her favors,” declared Sabri, noting Muhammad leering through an open door, ogling the girl and his wife.
“I will do as I wish,” retorted the evil Muhammad with another laugh, reaching into his tattered, filthy robe and producing the garrote, “I covet the favors of your servant girl, and will take her to my bed for a concubine on this night. Those such as you will not stop the will of Allah or his Messenger.”
Abu rose while the Prophet was speaking and smote Sabri upon the face with a closed fist, knocking the silk turban from his head. Muhammad descended upon him like a viper, pulling the garrote tightly around his throat, strangling him in his chair while his wife and servant girl screamed.
“Be silent women, it is the will of Allah!” Muhammad yelled through gritted teeth as he took the life of Sabri. Oaf Abu moved into the room and beat them into submission while a struggling Sabri kicked the wine carafe from the table, it shattering on the floor.
Sabri’s life vanquished, Prophet Muhammad exhaled loudly and let the lifeless body tumble to the floor.
The trembling women remained silent as Abu returned to the Prophet with them.
“Where is your money?” asked a greedy Abu of Sabri’s wife.
“A box of gold and silver is in our bedroom,” answered his tearful wife, almost fainting from Abu’s foul breath.
“I’ll get it,” volunteered a smiling Muhammad, pulling the garrote from the body, “Get the rings from his fingers oaf.”
The Prophet returned with a box of glittering coins, pleased that Allah had provided such bounty for his followers.
“I can’t get the last ring off,” complained Abu, having pocketed six others.
“Cut off his finger to get it, and take his robe and turban too,” ordered Muhammad, determined not to leave one valuable item in the house.
Abu obeyed, reaching for a knife on the table, slicing off the finger and pulling the ring from it.
Arriving at the brothel, the Prophet celebrated his good fortune by knowing Sabri’s wife and the servant girl, annulling the widow’s marriage and the girl’s betrothal in the eyes of Allah.
Later that evening Abu was given Sabri’s widow for a concubine, as he had grown weary of Ayesha’s favors, also needing an able slave to cook and serve him.
Having to beat her before he knew her, Abu thanked Allah and Muhammad for the welcome gift of Sabri’s wife.

Surah 120: The Hypocrite

Bismillah:

More time passed, with some of Muhammad’s followers finding the Prophet’s actions in Medina going against everything he had preached in Mecca, seeing him as Khalil, the rotten toothed man, and the merchant Sabri had seen him: an evil, debauched rapist, pedophile, liar, and murderer.
These and other apostate followers were quickly slaughtered as infidels, fulfilling the will of Allah; a smiling Muhammad strangling many of them as they slept.
Even Abu began to think that Muhammad’s wanton depravity may have been going too far when he encountered him in a tent knowing several young Jewish boys that had been taken captive.
“Prophet, some of the followers are complaining that you are denying them participation in the bounty given us by Allah, and that you are also practicing strange acts that Allah has forbidden to others,” related Abu, frowning at the displeasing thought of Muhammad knowing little boys.
“They want some of the gold, right oaf?” asked a drunken Muhammad, dressed in Sabri’s silk robe and turban, seven rings of gold and silver upon his greasy fingers, the fine garb growing filthier with each passing day.
“That, and some of them would also like to have some of the girls and boys for concubines,” answered Abu.
“They cannot have the little boys, Allah has given them to me for my carnal pleasure,” declared the lascivious Prophet, “As for the little girls, give them to the followers as wives, so that their carnal desires can be sated; it is the will of Allah.”
“Others say that you don’t practice what you have preached,” added a fidgeting Abu, hoping not to arouse Muhammad’s maniacal wrath.
“I’m only the messenger, Allah’s revelations don’t apply to me,” retorted Muhammad, releasing a tearful Jewish boy from his carnal embrace.
“What about me?” asked Abu.
“They don’t apply to you either oaf; would you like a lovely little boy for your carnal pleasure?” slurred the depraved sodomite Muhammad, lustfully leering at another boy he had chosen next to debauch.
“No, I find not that boys appeal to me,” answered Abu quietly, though he was a lecherous pedophile and incestuous pervert, he had no desire to sodomize little boys.
“Suit yourself oaf, more for me to enjoy,” answered the Prophet with a chuckle, undressing another captive boy, returning to his lecherous pederasty as Abu left the tent.
The city of Medina had been taken completely by the conquering Muslims, they reveling in their murderous victory over the infidels and Jews.
In another dream, it was revealed to Muhammad by Allah that they were to attack and conquer the city of Mecca. They were to subdue it and convert the inhabitants there to Islam, after which the Prophet was to take a pagan shrine called the Kaaba and defile it in the name of Allah.
“In Mecca there is glittering plunder, fine gold to steal, and many women to be taken for concubines,” declared the Prophet, “Allah has said to have faith in him and we will not fail; are you with me, warriors for Islam?”
The devoted followers answered, shouting in unison: There is no god but Allah the Pig, and Muhammad is his prophet!”
“We will need weapons to defeat them,” Abu observed, looking to the Holy Prophet.
“Easily done oaf,” replied an unconcerned Muhammad, ordering several henchmen to plunder the city of metal so weapons could be quickly fashioned.
Bronze implements were seized from every home; plowshares were heated and beaten into fine scimitars for the devoted followers.
As his followers labored over hot forges, Muhammad gave a sermon, declaring that vengeance, blood and death would rain down upon Mecca in the name of Allah.
The work completed over several days, a feast was held by the warriors of Islam to further strengthen them for the long journey; the flesh of rats, snakes, vultures and jackals gracing their tables. The hungry Prophet had a willing siren prepare his favorite of all dishes, fat dung beetles boiled in seasoned vulture broth.
“We should give Allah our thanks for the bounty he has provided,” declared Muhammad, seated at the head of his table beside Abu, crushing the hard shell of a dung beetle between his filthy brown teeth.
All bowed their heads in prayer, thanking Allah for the food he had provided.
“Would you like to enjoy a tasty dung beetle oaf?” asked the Prophet, turning to his brother in law, offering one to him.
“No thanks,” replied a nauseated Abu, choking down a plateful of greasy rat flesh.
Washing the unseemly morsels down with strong wine, Muhammad and his followers filled their bellies with the bitter flesh of vermin and then enjoyed the welcome favors of tempting, veiled harlots with dark eyes.
The Muslims, their women and their captives set out for Mecca on the following week, determined to exact Allah’s revenge on the people who dwelt there.
“There are many able men in Mecca, much more than we have,” observed Abu, realizing their numbers were wanting when compared to the teeming hordes of infidels occupying Mecca.
“Allah will watch over us oaf,” replied Muhammad, a sharp scimitar on his hip, he unsure as to what the outcome would be, but keeping this from the others and preparing for the worst.
“There aren’t enough of us Prophet – how will we win?” asked Abu with his arms in the air, looking at their limited numbers, no more than 50 score of able men in the service of Allah.
“Great Allah has said it, they in Mecca will embrace Islam or die for resisting his will,” the vengeful Prophet declared as Medina disappeared behind them in the distance.
A thoughtful Abu wondered why Allah would wish his followers to attack a fortified city where they were outnumbered, and also as to why Allah would have chosen a debauched murderer and licentious pervert for his Prophet.
“Oh well, it is the will of Allah,” agreed a sardonic Abu, much too committed to the deranged Prophet and Islam to back out, checking for the scimitar on his hip.

Surah 121: The Coward

Bismillah:

Returning to the oasis to gather strength before attacking Mecca, Muhammad and his followers again feasted on the bitter flesh of vermin and partook of the favors of eager women, the depraved Prophet coming unto the veiled, bare breasted Nubian harlot Sheba.
Oaf Abu learned that his wife Umm had died, Muhammad stating to him over strong wine that it was Allah’s will.
A grieving Abu came unto his new wife, the widow of Sabri, and also knew his daughter Ayesha, fulfilling the will of Allah the Pig.
The Holy Prophet also lusted for Abu’s bride, demanding that he be permitted to lay with her again.
A shrugging Abu handed her over, an angry Muhammad having to beat the stiff-necked infidel woman once again before he knew her.
“You evil murderous beast!” she screamed in tears as Muhammad was knowing her, “May the gods of my fathers destroy you and all you have wrought!”
“How dare you attempt to curse me or Allah,” grunted the Prophet as he reached orgasm, his fetid breath causing her to heave, “Take care woman, or I will expose you as the sorceress you are, giving you over to be stoned by my devoted followers.”
“Better to be dead than to endure your vile attentions again,” Abu’s wife retorted as the Prophet rose from her bed.
“Bitch,” Muhammad muttered as he left Abu’s tent, adjusting his filthy silk turban.
Leaving the oasis on the third day, the devoted Muslims resumed their journey to Mecca, Abu still troubled about their limited numbers and telling the Holy Prophet of his doubts.
“Don’t worry oaf, we will remain behind while the first wave of our brothers besiege and subdue the infidels in Mecca,” Muhammad declared in a low tone of voice, Ayesha looking up to him and frowning.
“Do you have a problem with that wife?” asked Muhammad, strangely controlling his compulsion to beat her for daring to disagree with Allah’s unalterable will.
Ayesha remained silent and looked to the ground, Abu answering, “I thought we would lead them in battle.”
“No, we are to remain behind and observe the followers take the city, it is the will of Allah,” replied Muhammad, he filled with doubts and preferring to watch from afar, as the strong hashish he had eaten in Medina had worn off long ago.
Arriving outside the city walls under cover of night, the Muslims prepared for battle in the only way they knew: skulking by stealth and murdering defenseless people while they slept.
As a full moon rose, a vanguard of devoted followers scaled the city walls, only to be discovered and cut down by the defenders of Mecca.
“Attack in the name of Allah!” shouted Muhammad while retreating to a bluff with Abu, his wives and several trusted followers, the Meccans opening the city gates to meet the glorious warriors of Allah in battle.
Seeing the Holy Prophet on the bluff by moonlight, this sight strengthened the attacking Muslims.
“The battle is not going very well,” observed Abu as the moon rose higher, watching the Muslim army being wiped out.
“Yes, Allah is displeased that our faith was not strong enough,” replied a strangely detached Muhammad, staring from the bluff at the carnage outside the walls of Mecca.
“That, or we didn’t have enough men, I told you,” retorted Abu, watching several followers being hacked to death by the defenders.
“That is possible oaf,” admitted Muhammad, Abu frowning at the reply.
“What do you plan to do to save your followers Prophet?” asked Ayesha.
“Nothing, it is Allah’s will,” replied Muhammad with a shrug, still watching the battle.
Abu’s frown grew into anger as he watched a smiling Muhammad delight in the butchery of his followers.
“You’ve lost at least 30 score since the moon rose, do you intend to stay until we are slaughtered too?” asked Abu’s wife.
“How dare you speak to me unless spoken to!” exclaimed the Prophet, preparing to smite her across the face.
“My good wife Fahimah makes a wise observation,” declared Abu, using her given name for the first time, grasping Muhammad’s forearm, preventing him from striking the widow.
Pulling away from Abu, the Prophet paused and replied, “It’s time for us to leave oaf, we shall retreat to the oasis to pray and fast.”
A defeated Muhammad and his trusted followers left the bluff and headed back toward the oasis in the moonlight. Looking over his shoulder, the Prophet feared that vengeful Meccans might pursue them.
“Let us make haste,” declared Muhammad, fearing for his life.
Several days passed as they retreated from Mecca, the remaining band of Muslims at last pausing for needed rest and making a camp in the desert.
The captive Fahimah had grown to respect her new husband Abu, as he had prevented the Holy Prophet from striking her outside the walls of Mecca. Making him a meal of jackal flesh soup, she presented it to him in his tent.
“Thank you woman,” Abu replied, taking an earthenware bowl and strong wine, she nodding and leaving him to eat.
As Abu was eating, a stir rose in the camp: a lone survivor of the battle having at last caught up to the followers. Putting down his bowl, he left the tent to find the survivor admonishing Muhammad.
“You coward,” he gasped, “You left us to die, have you no faith in your visions, or are they only lies coming from your vile mouth?”
The Prophet, drunk, answered, “I had a dream after the battle, it was Allah’s will that we were defeated, as it was his will that you survived. We lost because our faith in Allah was not strong enough.”
“You lied, telling us of easy plunder and women; there weren’t enough of us to take Mecca, 50 score died outside the gates for nothing!” the man exclaimed.
“No matter, have dung beetles and strong wine to renew your strength,” slurred Muhammad, picking fleas from his beard and flinging them into a small fire at his side.
The man, much too exhausted to argue further, gratefully took a plate of boiled dung beetles and a bottle of wine, trudging off from the deranged Prophet in disgust.
A shocked Abu observed this from the shadows and retreated to his tent. Such knowledge set heavy upon him, he meditating privately on the events.
Finishing his meal, he called for his wife Fahimah, she appearing before him.
I would hear your words wife on this matter: Muhammad preaches Islam, yet he does not follow the words of Allah.”
“He is your Prophet, you have sworn to serve him and Allah, my words are those of an infidel,” she answered respectfully.
“Still I would hear them, for there is wisdom in what you utter,” Abu replied.
Fahimah, still fearful of her brutal husband, yet bound by her personal honor to obey, told him of her thoughts on the Prophet and his actions.
“I care not what god he worships, but this demon in man’s guise is not a prophet of a clean desert god,” she began.
Abu looked at her as she continued, “He forces his followers to consume the flesh of vermin, delighting in their disgust. I truly believe him to be so perverted as to rape an infant - he has others carry out his murderous work while he has no courage to fight himself: you should draw a knife across your daughter Ayesha’s throat and my own to save us from the corruption of this man.”
Abu, oaf that he was, looked at her silently as she urged him to destroy the demon Prophet Muhammad, her wise words much harder to ignore than the screechings of his deceased wife Umm.

[Trish]

What are we waiting for. no more talk

[F D]

whatever myopic and stereotypical idiot tried to paste this obvious forgery and lame attempt as passing this as a lost portion of the qur'an has only proved his extreme idiocy and foolishness in even trying so and adopting an obviously forged name as well. it is good that you do not shame your true name by pasting it here.

[mohamed_reawakened]

sad thing is this behaviour of mohamed mentioned by bebe is very typical of mid-eastern muslims
they act first then think later
eat pork, don't worship it
faithfully yours
Mohamed

[Theo]

Muslims can actually think?

Go figure.

[MOHAMMED- PRORHET OF FAGS.]

ISLAM- RELIGION OF HATE.
DEATH TO ISLAM.