Will it snow? Won’t it snow? I don’t know. They say so. (Let it snow. I have a Jeep, and I’m here to drive it.)
Europeans are big fat liars: So, they say they’re cutting trade with Iran, and yet, Germany, France, and Italy are going gangbusters with the regime that just hanged two protesters. Also Spain, Italy, Holland and Belgium. Say, how many of those countries are criticizing Israel over Gaza? What’s that you say? All of them? Big fat hypocrites. (Yeah, like we didn’t know that already.)
Palestinian rejectionism: It’s the new “moderate”: Mahmoud Abbas is in Russia stonewalling about peace talks. Nothing new, except for the mention of the 1947 partition plan. Oh, wait. That’s not new, either. He’s done that before. Never mind. Wait, this is new: Someone mentioned Abu Dis as the capital of Palestine? Hey. Works for me.
I know you are, but what am I? Khalid Mashaal, the man who sleeps in a different bed every night in Syria for fear of assassination by the Mossad, is mocking Israel for being unable to take Gilad Shalit out from under wherever Hamas is guarding him. And, um, yeah—like the Israelis don’t know that they’d get him back in tiny pieces if they raided the place. Weak? I think the word you’re looking for is “smart.” Say, have fun moving around from safe house to safe house, dude. (I love snark. Snark is my bestest friend. Okay, really, it’s not, but my friends are generally snarky.)