Saturday, May 22, 2010

Al Qaeda Performance Art

The canvas is blank, so to speak. Pristine, pure ... virginal. It awaits the master's touch.
The artist approaches, pallette in hand. He wants to create something of great beauty, something that others will appreciate, applaud; a work for which he will be known and revered forever.

What can you do when your canvas is a shithole in the middle of a cesspool known as Yemen and your pallette consists of C4 and detcord?

You can smear yourself all over creation as did Nayif Al-Qahtani.

"I laughed, I cried ... it became a part of me. Four and a half stars!" ~ sig94

Praise Be To God.


Cookie..... said...

Well, least ways he died with his boots one. Course he had no feet, or hands, or head, or....

sig94 said...

When questioned in Hell, Nayif was asked, "What was the last thing that went through your mind?"

Nayif replied, "My ass."