Selamim hi unas vjerske experate, da se uključim ute životne teme suovim: Allahov Poslanik s.a.v.s. je kazo: ''Allah neće pogledat osobu koja je spolno opčila sa svojom suprugom u analni otvor.'' (En-Nesai i Ibn Hibban, Ibn Madže, br. 1923, od Ebu Hurejre, r.a., sahih – vjerodostojnim ga je ocijenio šejh Albani)

Muskarci im pobjegli i pustili zemlju isilu. A Americi to odgovara jer se isil bori protiv Asada. Neka idu u islamske zemlje.

Žene,djecu,starce,maloljetnike i bolesne sve pustiti,a sve vojno sposobne vratiti pa ko ce vam braniti zemlju ako vi necete

Izbjeglicama je pomogla najvise Saudijska Arabija i bogati šejkovi. Sta bi mi bez bogatih sejkova, eto npr da nije arapa nebi bilo ni Al šidija.

Samo da vas pozdravim zemljaci moji. Napustam vas i ovu drzavu. Nisam ovdje mogao da iskoristim svoj potencijal u ovoj vasoj drzavi, zajebavali su me svi, cak i profesori na faxu, odlucio sam da napustim fakultet, ispisao ocjene i preveo i polozio njemacki na geteo. Spakovo sam svoja svjedocanstva i dokumentr i kupio autobusnu kartu u jednom pravcu za Njemacku.

koliko ce im onda trebati zatvora?

Kako da lijecim depresiju?

Poserem engleze i francuze

Pa bolje i 3 godine u mađarskom zatvoru, nego tri godine u ratom zahvaćenom području. Ovi Mađari nisu normalni.

Ocel' se otvoriti koridor prema Kuwaitu i Emiratima?

I throw stones at my eyes 'cause for way too long they've been dry Plus they see what they shouldn't from oppressed babies to thighs I throw stones at my tongue 'cause it should really keep its peace I throw stones at my feet 'cause they stray and lead to defeat A couple of big ones at my heart 'cause the thing is freezing cold But my nafs is still alive and kicking unstoppable and on a roll I throw bricks at the devil so I'll be sure to hit him But first at the man in the mirror so I can chase out the venom

Hmm, a little boy shot in the head Just another kid sent out to get some bread Not the first murder nor the last Again and again a repetition of the past Since the very first day same story Young ones, old ones, some glory How can it be, has the whole world turned blind? Or is it just 'cause it's only affecting my kind?! If these walls could speak, imagine what would they say For me in this path that I walk on there's only one way Bullets may kill, bones may break Still I throw stones like David before me and I say

Hmm, a little boy shot in the head Just another kid sent out to get some bread Not the first murder nor the last Again and again a repetition of the past Since the very first day same story Young ones, old ones, some glory How can it be, has the whole world turned blind? Or is it just 'cause it's only affecting my kind?! If these walls could speak, imagine what would they say For me in this path that I walk on there's only one way Bullets may kill, bones may break Still I throw stones like David before me and I say

You, you're not aware That we're aware Of your despair Your nightmares will end This I promise, I promise

Proso brzi voz. Ko je jamio, jamio je. Ko je prosao, prosao je.