Thoughts of world peace, freedom of expression, no racism, no bigotry, no hate. I hate hate.
OMG I am so upset and stressed up!

I have just slammed down the phone on my Muslim lover Mustafa Bin Khan from the West Bank. You may recoil I made love to him on my coffee table, which I won in a Starbucks competition when in New York in 2002 (so lucky). We haven't been speaking much recently because I have been emotional broken at the departure of my Grandson and my house move from the West Bank... oy!!!! MOVING HOUSE IS SUCH A PAIN IN THE SKULL CAP!

He was mad because he says I have been neglecting him but I have just been busy moving house (and geting the numbers of the hunky Palestinian men waiting to enter the West Bank, dating a suicide bomber is SOOOOOOO my dream because they are so brave and dangerous it gets my peenis more erect than the massive wall that divides us from my Muslim brothers.

I said to Mustafa "Was I neglecting you when we made sex on my Starbucks coffee table? I LOVE YOU". He replied that he did not care anymore and I was just a one night Jihad. SICK!!! I slammed the phone after he starting chanting "LONG LIVE THE INTIFADA!" SICK!!!

So now I'm single (at least until I go for a date with a suicide bomber, I will just have to keep him away from buses or schools). To top it off the coffee table collapsed two days ago, our interacial non-white love making must have made a few screws loose and I'm not manly enough to put it back together again (where is a big strong Muslim brother when you need him... oy).

So I'm single and without a table to place my coffee cup, which was a present from my mother who is dead. I'm going to call a few of those hunky men I was chatting to, hopefully one of them with bring his tool and fix my table... and then who knows what will happen ; )

J4J xxx

Comments
on Sep 01, 2005
I'm feeling much better today, but I was stiff as a suicide bomber last night ; )

on Sep 03, 2005
This is what we need to be teaching children in sex ed: manners.
on Sep 04, 2005
J4J, I didn't used to get you, but this is pretty sweet, I gotta say.
Maybe one of the hunky suicide bombers would agree to BE your coffee table? If you asked him nice and lit his dynamite stick just right, that is.

"Screws loose"....if anybody here knows more about that subject....or maybe just "loose screws"? You're sick.