CIA Taliban Viagra Apollo

ouch!!!!

The Taliban "knows how to nasty" in the hills of Kabul and in caves and where they roost singing songs of romance in their Talibanish sort of way. Cool music ... good beat ... explosions and macho macho men posing to be warriors ... they had it all in their culture but especially now that the blue V for victory has been firmly deposited between their hairy testosterone Bin Laden legs. They're a hardy bunch ... soft hats shrouding them from the sun. Knock 'em dead, we say, as a tiny little Agra focuses its passionate blue flame and makes them rather receive the CIA in new and noble ways, unlike when Binbad made promises of ethereal virgins in some limp harem afterlife. They once revel ed in what felt natural and what went boom. Soon these same sheep boys will hurl their rockets between the nether cheeks of anything their side of the Tobolsk mountains, poking their flowers into each other's muskets and pouring out their libations to Apollo.