You have killed our spiritual leader! We will murder you, with the power of our giant hands!
A Resolution against the Yassin hit, huh? That reminds me, have you heard the one going around? What did the five fingers say to the face?
SLAP! Coldbloooooooded. Bang Bang! I’m John Negroponte, bitch!
Wheelchair seeking missiles? That’s just Mossad propaganda. No such thing. Quit being a pussy.
So I said to him, ‘What did the five fingers say to the face?’
Does this suicide bomb make my ass look fat?
All right! High alert means strip search time! Let’s get her, guys.
So he says to him, ‘what did the five fingers say to the face?’
No, Yassin is fine. See? No, I haven’t seen Weekend at Bernies. Is that something from your Zionist Jooo Hollywood?
Yes, I really shit my pants! Are you happy now? Assholes!
So he says to him, ‘what did the face say to the five fingers?’ No, wait, I messed it up. Fuggit. It’s a celebration!
If only my hands had been bigger, perhaps he could have killed some Jooos.
One giant hand to bring them together, one giant hand to bind them and drag them into darkness!
Uh… has anyone got any Wet Wipes?
Yeah, I slapped him. What is he gonna do? I’m John Negroponte, he’s Jean-Marc de La Sabliere. He’s my bitch.
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