Good news from Arafat's Pet Bitch, Mahmoud Abbas... he's not stuffing the ballot boxes for himself in 2010.
Too bad he's not leaving office like his predecessor.
You know, the sickest thing I ever heard W. say was that Abbas was a man of peace.
UGH!
Here's hoping he rests in peace soon (Abbas, not W.)
Speaking of which, this is the annual celebration of The Week Of Die You Terrorist Cocksucker.
Arafat flatlined on November 4, 2004 and the French military hospital kept him on a machine for a week because Suha Arafat and Nasser Al-Kidwa were screaming at his corpse to get his Swiss bank account numbers, calling anyone they could to get their claws on the accounts before Abbas and the rest of the PLO could.
So raise a glass and toast the old Napkinhead... and wish him a full enjoyment of five years of getting ass-fucked with a chainsaw in Hell.
(Maybe they'll let him lick it clean before starting on the next five years?)