Just took a flight from Madras, India to Burundi. This guy sitting next to me was smelling like rotten onions. I asked him where he was from. He muttered Bangalore, India. I apologized politely to him and told him that I was nauseous due to his BO. That I will call flight attendant to move to another seat. I did so but none were available. Halfway through the flight he opens up a tupperware. It had some kind of fish curry. The smell coupled with his BO did me in. B'fore I could get up I started throwing up all over including into his curry. I was sick. The doctor on the flight helped me move to the toilet. Thank you. I was later told that guy from India kept on eating his curry and licking his fingers in sheer joyful ecstasy. More power to him. I have landed at Burundi Aerodrome and am still sick from the odor.
Baa, Baa, Hindoo boy, will you raipe tonight?
Yes, sir, Yes, sir, three times full
First, my mother and then my sister
And also the little (girl/boy) who lives down the lane.
Baa, Baa, hindoo boy, will you raipe tonight?
Yes, sir, Yes, sir, three times full
A famous medium told me that four (4) was my lucky number, which I had known for decades, and that four would bring me good things in some way that she could not know - or, perhaps, would not tell me.
Why stop at three?
M oo, m oo brown cow, have you milk for me?
Yes sir, yes sir, but Mahatma Gandhi raiped me.
C hurn it into butter, make it into cheese,
Freeze it into ice cream or drink my p iss if you please.
Moo, moo brown cow, have you milk for me?
Yes sir, yes sir, but Gandhi f ukked me.
Buzz, buzz busy bee, is your honey sweet?
Yes sir, yes sir, sweet enough to eat.
Modi prefers but moslem shiet.
Buzz, buzz busy bee, is your honey sweet?
Yes sir, yes sir, sweet enough to eat.
But hindoos prefer to eat human meat
Modi loves to eat moslem shiet.
Have you noticed Indian taxi drivers picking the wax off their ear with a pinky finger and picking their nose with the other hand while driving cabs in NYC? Then they start eating the samosa with chutney and licking their fingers like there is no tommorow. For dessert they first do a two finger pinch on their balls, eat a ladoo and suck lick their fingers off their hands. They have it pat down to a science. They claim to have a degree from Benares Commerce College. Majoring in nose picking and ball scratching. LMFAO
May 5, 2015 at 6:22 am |
Camelot
Hi.
I love India and Modi.
I eat Modi's poop Delicious!
May 5, 2015 at 6:22 am |
Ramirez
I do love Modi very much. I eat his poo poo and drink his pee pee
Modi from India goes to the doctor and says, "I feel terrible."
Doctor says, "go home, get a bucket, p iss and s hit in it for a week. Throw in dead rats and rotting fish. Put a towel over your head and sniff the fumes for three days."
Week later Modi goes back and says, "Doc, I feel wonderful, what was the problem?"
Doctor, "you were homesick!"
May 5, 2015 at 6:24 am |
Laramie
Hi.
My name is Laramie. I am Hindu.
I eat Modi's boogers. Salty gooey moist delicious boogers.
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Mr. Blue Saffron (Lord) is Modi's hero.
@Blue Saffron thou are a God. Thou comments are like a bible that everyone has memorized. We worship thou O Blue Saffron.
Amen
Modi washes Blue Saffron's linga for puja 2 times a day.
Hare Blue Hare Krishna
Hare Blue Hare Saffron
Oh Blue you are my inspiration my reason to live. My hero @Blue Saffron.
Blue Saffron is taller than the tallest mountain and sweeter than himalayan honey. He is everyone's hero.
He is my hero too.
Not.
Blue Saffron's forefathers founded India 20,000 years ago.
I simply adore @Blue Saffron. My role model.
I simply admire Blue Saffron. He is a true genius.
Wasn't Blue Saffron the founder of hinduism?
His holy ship. His eminence.
Hinduism is an offshoot of african voodoism.
Yes, Philip. @Blue Saffron is the God of intelligence. An icon.
Is it true that Modi of India is a raypist in that he married an underage girl?
@Joey you are right on. Modi seyxual disposition is suspect and he maybe on the verge of a Bruce Jenner.
Bruce Jenner paid his dues so fully that he can now do anything that he wants to do, and desere only admiration for his choices.
Just took a flight from Madras, India to Burundi. This guy sitting next to me was smelling like rotten onions. I asked him where he was from. He muttered Bangalore, India. I apologized politely to him and told him that I was nauseous due to his BO. That I will call flight attendant to move to another seat. I did so but none were available. Halfway through the flight he opens up a tupperware. It had some kind of fish curry. The smell coupled with his BO did me in. B'fore I could get up I started throwing up all over including into his curry. I was sick. The doctor on the flight helped me move to the toilet. Thank you. I was later told that guy from India kept on eating his curry and licking his fingers in sheer joyful ecstasy. More power to him. I have landed at Burundi Aerodrome and am still sick from the odor.
Baa, Baa, Hindoo boy, will you raipe tonight?
Yes, sir, Yes, sir, three times full
First, my mother and then my sister
And also the little (girl/boy) who lives down the lane.
Baa, Baa, hindoo boy, will you raipe tonight?
Yes, sir, Yes, sir, three times full
A famous medium told me that four (4) was my lucky number, which I had known for decades, and that four would bring me good things in some way that she could not know - or, perhaps, would not tell me.
Why stop at three?
M oo, m oo brown cow, have you milk for me?
Yes sir, yes sir, but Mahatma Gandhi raiped me.
C hurn it into butter, make it into cheese,
Freeze it into ice cream or drink my p iss if you please.
Moo, moo brown cow, have you milk for me?
Yes sir, yes sir, but Gandhi f ukked me.
Why do Hindoos is India and abroad raype? DNA?
Buzz, buzz busy bee, is your honey sweet?
Yes sir, yes sir, sweet enough to eat.
Modi prefers but moslem shiet.
Buzz, buzz busy bee, is your honey sweet?
Yes sir, yes sir, sweet enough to eat.
But hindoos prefer to eat human meat
Modi loves to eat moslem shiet.
Didn't Modi have a boyfriend in Myanmar?
How do you get 100 hindoos into a car?
Throw a quarter in it.
How do you get
them out again?
Tell them Hafizz Saeeed is driving.
I love to eat goat poo poo and cow pee pee
Really? You be from India.... A hindoo?
I love Modi. I eat his poo poo
Have you noticed Indian taxi drivers picking the wax off their ear with a pinky finger and picking their nose with the other hand while driving cabs in NYC? Then they start eating the samosa with chutney and licking their fingers like there is no tommorow. For dessert they first do a two finger pinch on their balls, eat a ladoo and suck lick their fingers off their hands. They have it pat down to a science. They claim to have a degree from Benares Commerce College. Majoring in nose picking and ball scratching. LMFAO
Hi.
I love India and Modi.
I eat Modi's poop Delicious!
I do love Modi very much. I eat his poo poo and drink his pee pee
Modi from India goes to the doctor and says, "I feel terrible."
Doctor says, "go home, get a bucket, p iss and s hit in it for a week. Throw in dead rats and rotting fish. Put a towel over your head and sniff the fumes for three days."
Week later Modi goes back and says, "Doc, I feel wonderful, what was the problem?"
Doctor, "you were homesick!"
Hi.
My name is Laramie. I am Hindu.
I eat Modi's boogers. Salty gooey moist delicious boogers.
My hero is Blue Saffron. He is everyone's idol
Blue Saffron invented hindooism.
He is a GOD.
I am a Hindu boy.
I smell Modi's poop Delicious
I touch modi's warm poo poo. Really nice.
I drink Modi's pee pee
Blue Saffron eats Modi poo poo. He loves it
Lager is to Brits what cow urine is to Indian Hindoos
Mother's milk is to babies what raypes and terrorism is to hinddoous