Operation Blog : At risk
Thursday January 31st 2008, 2:22 PM
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I’ve been found, discovered, identified.

You may proceed to panic.



The Orange
Thursday January 31st 2008, 5:07 AM
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You’ve been dancing for many years, why won’t you stop, orange? Stop being a tease and go to his room. He seems tired calling you “Oh orange..oh orange..where art thou? Beauty you are, so round, so squeezy”. Of course that’s the translated version, the original one is “ุงู„ุจุฑุชู‚ุงู„ุฉ..ุงู„ุจุฑุชู‚ุงู„ุฉ..ูˆู„ูƒ ูŠุงุจุง ูุฑูŠู‡ุง ูŠุงู„ุจุฑุชู‚ุงู„ุฉ ุŒ ุงู„ุจุฑุชู‚ุงู„ุฉ ุŒ ุงู„ุจุฑุชู‚ุงู„ุฉ ุŒ ุงู„ุจุฑุชู‚ุงู„ุฉ ุŒ ุงู„ุจุฑุชู‚ุงู„ุฉ ุŒ ุงู„ุจุฑุชู‚ุงู„ุฉ” and so on. Such melodic words..

I said I’d take a nap and I woke up at 2AM. I open the TV, and Arabic programming is really..what’s the word.. predictable.

  • News.
  • Debates about the Arab world that are two guys yelling at each other with papers in their hands, a shitty still background of a city behind them, a show host that’s clearly biased.
  • Music channels, and more music channels. Why are the credits in English though? All the staff’s Arab, why English? I love the randomness of the videos too. Why are Egyptian singers into sleeveless shirts? Why is this girl that’s talking to her boyfriend on the phone pulling out a gun out of her stockings?
  • Channels solely dedicated to chatting. I know a guy who’s phone bill went up to 200KD because he sent “We want Rashid” to one of them repeatedly..so Zain seems happy. They’re called Zain there, but “KT MTCNet” in my phone.
  • Channels where it’s one girl moaning standing there for 20 hours a day and posing for people to call and participate in shitty questions, and most of the callers are drunk. “A profession that deals with business? One letter missing of the word!” Business is “Tijara”, a businessman is “Tajir”. The drunk couldn’t fill in the letter J. They’re mostly sluts, but yesterday I saw a channel with a hjab girl doing the same thing..
  • Soap operas broadcasted for the whole region about Kuwaiti whores, yet written and portrayed by non-Kuwaiti whores.

I tried to watch Showtime but it was just really old sitcoms and low budget movies. No one watches it, yet we’re still subscribed. MBC Action easily kicked their asses with a Jet Li movie.

The moral of the story, I should either start meditating, read a book or download more torrents of what I want to watch.

End of transmission.



Raped in the middle of nowhere..
Wednesday January 30th 2008, 1:54 PM
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I witnessed things..things I probably shouldn’t have seen at deserts of Arabia..that have Sultan Centre reststops. Skip to whatever story you want to read, they’re irrelevant to each other. Seven stories, read the ones that appeal to you, skip the rest.

Rape

A dog wondered into my friend’s camp and my friend kept it, after shouting at a tribe of bedouin kids running after it probably wanting to eat it. Weirdly enough he was alone, and they were a lot, such little punks. Anyway, the dog kept barking and it didn’t eat any of the food but it kept chasing the bunny. We thought it was going to bite it or run after it playing.

We were shocked to see the dog rape the bunny repeatedly..over and over again..to the point where the bunny just swallowed its pride and just took it with a tear in its eye. They were both males too! Good thing none of the guys followed their path with us..

Risk of eating a shotgun (more…)



What's with the national songs?!
Tuesday January 29th 2008, 7:50 PM
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Yes, it’s the memory of when the prince..became the..prince?!

You know what I honestly think of this.. I think..

*doors come flying off by special agents*

ุนุงุดุช ู„ู†ุง ุงู„ูƒูˆูŠุช ุงู„ูƒูˆูŠูŠุช ุŒ ูˆุนุงุดูˆ ุงู‡ู„ู‡ุง! :D

*ุจุญุฑูŠ*



Late Night With suspic
Saturday January 26th 2008, 12:12 AM
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I recently got a late night phone call from a buddy of mine, and when you do you always hesitate before answering. It’s either someone in trouble, or he wants to talk or he wants to go out, and that night it was a night out. So, I get picked up and we head out to a cafe.

We walked in and saw the kind of creatures that came out in the night, I’ll elaborate more later. As we walked in we demonstrated our male dominance by exchanging stares and we sat at a nice window table overviewing patroling police cars, and some really fancy cars getting out of cheap apartment complexes. The guy who called me got himself a drink, some cigs and a ‘sheesha‘. A bit too much to mix, but hey, each to his own. He could’ve added eating raw burning coal, so I’m glad he stopped there.

The main idea here, is to know and understand your surroundings as I’ve learned from the movie Batman Begins. Most of us ordered drinks, but two guys were astonishing, they ordered hot chocolate at a cafe at 3AM in the morning. There was something lost in translation to the Indian guy, and he brought them hot water with chocolate in it..then he continued to nap on the bench. If you want him, you have to wake him up..I ordered a soda, but I should’ve ordered blood to fit in with my Batman theme.

..so the lesson is to learn about your surroundings, when I first entered I saw grown men in a chat room website, and other grown men playing cards, so first I saw the child molesters that get into chat rooms filled with 15 year olds, and then I saw the guys who choose to play cards at dawn. At least the conversations with my friends were good, and a movie about hot nuns driving derby cars was on. It was nice seeing how the guys stopped playing cards whenever a hot scene was on. It sucked that I was sitting under the big plasma TV though, so I couldn’t watch and I had to endure men’s stares as they watched a hot scene. I enjoyed eye-knife-fighting that zalama.

Adaptation is key, you can’t go to some truck stop in the middle of nowhere in Saudi Arabia wearing shorts(cough!) or you can’t order Arabian coffee at the hilton, sometimes it’s you “not altering yourself for others”, but other times it’s to avoid shit.

End of transmission.



Radio Sawa 95.7
Monday January 21st 2008, 2:51 AM
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” We ask, and you answer! Today’s question is :

Sawa : Do you think different religions could co-exist peacefully in one area?

Guy : Yes, of course! Look at Palestine! ”

AAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

End of transmission.



Imbeciles
Sunday January 20th 2008, 3:49 AM
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They piss me off so much, so very much.. :(..so I just go to my happy thoughts place and remember to tolerate people, and be patient and such..but sometimes I just want to end them. Yes, I want to “end” some people.

Imbecile #1 :

I’m driving happily, laughing with my friend, exchanging a delightful conversation, listening to nice music, and we’re just out having fun. On the 4th. ring road, I take an exit to go to Damascus street and a traffic light is ahead, and it’s green..and as I approach it’s still green, and there’s a car a bit far from me ahead, and one not so far behind me. As the car in front of me approached and was really close to crossing the line..the light turned yellow and the dumbfuck of a shit slammed the breaks!

Now yellow means slow down if you’re at a damn distance, not when you’re 5 meters away from the damn line and there’s a car right behind you, dumbshit..so I slam the breaks, and the poor car behind me had to swerve right quickly to dodge me. A 3 car collision was going to happen because of you, Apu! “Oh noo, me no take cross red light, six arm blue man mad, i no pay 10KD ticket girgir”.

I did the right thing and honked and opened the high beams on him, hoping he’d feel awkward and drive off, also hoping cars would be coming from the other side and ram into his door crushing him. I was going to turn right, but I thought the car behind me would do so, I impressed myself there..but he really pissed me off, excuse my vulgarity, but I really wanted to step down and rip his cock out.

Imbecile #2 :

My friends were fasting on Friday, and they wanted to break their fast with me thinking I was too, but when they told me I was just finishing up a Bint Al Deek(Sounds dirty, eh?) from Nayef Chicken, but I thought why not. I’ll eat more. I hope that doesn’t make you think I’m a chubby one, ’cause I’m not. Anyway, we went to shitty T.G.I.F. and we sat down, and I ate a shitty dry burger that breaks your jaw.

I have a question to the people who were seated near us, you wouldn’t know class if it pulled your eye out and skullfucked you! It’s a fast food restaurant not some gourmet crap, it’s a burger and some fries, I’ll eat with my bare hands. You don’t know class because you think Fridays is fancy, you ignorant scum.

Anyway, to my main point :D , our waiter was this Egyptian guy. He asked us once or twice if the food was ok and made some jokes, and pretended the menu he was holding was a steering wheel and pretended to be a car and all, and we were polite enough to give him a courtesy laugh and I said “Ahahaha! Drive away! Ahahaha!”. Yet, he shocks me with bringing me the check when I didn’t even ask for it saying “just in case you needed it!”. First, you keep the empty plates on our tables for ever, then you annoy me, then you give me the blow off with the check?

I could’ve really added some spice to the story, called the manager and owned his ass but I thought “ู‚ุทุน ุงู„ุงุนู†ุงู‚ ูˆู„ุง ู‚ุทุน ุงู„ุงุฑุฒุงู‚”, since he was Egyptian and extremely lame and annoying and the whole staff was Philipino. I thought he’d get fired.

—ย 

Patience is a virtue, be kind, tolerate mistakes, and try to have happy thoughts when confronted with imbeciles.

End of transmission.



Foreign Love Update!
Saturday January 19th 2008, 1:00 AM
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Ever since I’ve told you about the international sex appeal some of us have, I’ve been checking things out with my friend, and some amazing break-throughs are in hand :

She is an international psychotic stalker. We truly believe she has no life, whatsoever. She calls him every single day more than 5 times at least, and she’s not quite smooth with the timing too. If you want to call a guy, call him when he’s feeling frisky and lovey dovey, not in the damn morning or dawn.

She also doesn’t live in Jiddah as she says, much love to KSA, but it seems to be that Jiddah is like Kuwait’s Altha7ya, the fancy suburbs, etc., so she picked that as a location to make herself sound super sexy and cool. We believe she lives in one of the villages on the way to Jiddah, not in Jiddah itself. She probably isn’t even near it, but we’re complimenting her.

She texts him everyday, he replies once a day if none, yet she’s still nagging. A clingy one, she is folks!

The main break-through is with the technology of Multi Media Messaging he asked her to send him her pic, and what did she do..she sent him a picture of a transvestite!! He looks like a good looking girl, but his picture was an internet hype at some point I guess, ’cause some people recognized it and it’s all over the net.

Couldn’t she have just sent a picture of some random girl? Did it have to be that transvestite, I bet she didn’t even know he was a dude. A huge mistake, little Amani!

He quickly called bullshit, and she’s all sad now. “It aches my heart that I lied to you, I promise I won’t do it again! I promise! Please reply!” and to that meaning. We believe he’s her only connection to the outside world.

All she seems to do is try to contact him, and the more he ignores her, the more she tries harder. She’s a psychopath! If it’s a prank, it’s a long extended prank that’s only costing her money, and giving him a funny subject to laugh about..so I’m assuming she’s a psychopath.

I’ll keep you updated with the latest details.

*** The picture attached to the post is not the picture the girl sent to my friend. Some people believed so, apparently these “people” are idiots.

End of transmission.



Chain Letters
Saturday January 19th 2008, 12:19 AM
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ุงู„ูŠูˆู… ุณุฃูƒุชุจ ุจุงู„ู„ุบุฉ ุงู„ุนุฑุจูŠุฉ ูˆุณุฃุดูƒู„ ุจูŠู† ุงู„ุนุงู…ูŠุฉ ูˆุงู„ูุตุญู‰ ุญูุงุธุง ู„ูƒุฑุงู…ุชู†ุง ุฃู…ุงู… ุงูŠ ู‚ุงุฑุฆ ุฃุฌู†ุจูŠ ู‚ุฏ ูŠุนุซุฑ(ูŠุทูŠุญ) ุนู„ู‰”ู…ุฏูˆู†ุชูŠ”.ูˆุตู„ู†ูŠ ุฅูŠู…ูŠู„ ุนุฌูŠุจ ุตุฑุงุญุฉ ุŒ ุฏุงุฆู…ุง ุฃุฌุฏ ุฑุณุงุฆู„ ู…ุชุณู„ุณู„ุฉ ุจุฅูŠู…ูŠู„ูŠ ูˆุนู…ูˆู…ุง ู…ุนุธู…ู‡ู… ุฃุฏุนูŠุฉ ุฏูŠู†ูŠุฉ ูˆุญุณุงุจ ุญุณู†ุงุชู‡ู… ูˆุถุฑุจู‡ุง ุจุนุฏุฏ ู…ุนูŠู† ูˆุงู„ุทู„ุจ ู…ู† ุงู„ุดุฎุต ุฃู† ูŠุฑุณู„ู‡ุง ู„ู„ุญุตูˆู„ ุนู„ู‰ “ุทู†” ู…ู† ุงู„ุฃุฌุฑ ุŒ ุญุณุงุจ ุฑูŠุงุถูŠ ุณุฑูŠุน ู„ุง ุถุฑุฑ ู…ู†ู‡ ูˆุงุนุชุจุฑู‡ ุชุงูู‡ ู†ุงุชุฌ ุนู† ุชููƒูŠุฑ ุฃุชูู‡.

ูˆู„ูƒู†(ุจุณ!) ุขุฎุฑ ุฅูŠู…ูŠู„ ูˆุตู„ู†ูŠ ู„ู… ูŠุฌุนู„ู†ูŠ ุฃุฏุนูŠ ุงู„ู„ู‡ ู„ู„ู†ุนู… ูˆู„ูƒู† ุฏุนูŠุช ุงู„ู„ู‡ ู„ู„ู…ุบูุฑุฉ ุŒ ุงู„ุฅูŠู…ูŠู„ ูŠุชูƒู„ู… ุนู† ุดูŠุฎ ุญุงู…ู„ ู…ูุงุชูŠุญ ุญุฑู… ุงู„ุฑุณูˆู„ – ุตู„ู‰ ุงู„ู„ู‡ ุนู„ูŠู‡ ูˆุณู„ู… – ููŠ ุงู„ู…ุฏูŠู†ุฉ ุงู„ู…ู†ูˆุฑุฉ ุŒ ูˆุฃู† ู‡ุฐุง ุงู„ุดูŠุฎ ุฌุฒุงู‡ ุงู„ู„ู‡ ุฎูŠุฑ ุŒ ูƒุงู† ูŠู‚ุฑุฃ ุงู„ู‚ุฑุขู† ููŠ ุงู„ู…ุณุฌุฏ ูˆุบู„ุจู‡ ุงู„ู†ูˆู… ูุบุท ููŠ ุณุงุจุน ู†ูˆู…ุฉ ุŒ ูˆููŠ ุงู„ู…ู†ุงู… ุŒ ุณุจุญุงู† ุงู„ู„ู‡ ูˆุงู„ู„ู‡ ุฃุนู„ู… ุฅู† ูƒุงู† ุญู‚ ุŒ ุฑุฃู‰ ุงู„ู†ุจูŠ – ุนู„ูŠู‡ ุงู„ุตู„ุงุฉ ูˆุงู„ุณู„ุงู… – ุŒ ูˆููŠ ู‡ุฐุง ุงู„ุญู„ู… ูˆุตุงู‡ ุงู„ู†ุจูŠ ุนู„ู‰ ุนุฏุฉ ุฃุดูŠุงุก ูˆุญุฐุฑู‡ ู…ู† ู‚ุฑูˆุจ ูŠูˆู… ุงู„ู‚ูŠุงู…ุฉ ูˆุนู„ุงู…ุงุชู‡ุง ูˆูƒูŠู ูŠุฌุจ ุนู„ู‰ ุงู„ู†ุงุณ ุฃู† ูŠุชูˆุจูˆุง ู‚ุจู„ ุฃู† ุชุบู„ู‚ ุฃุจูˆุงุจ ุงู„ุณู…ุงุก ูˆู„ุง ุชูˆุจุฉ ุชู‚ุจู„ ุจุนุฏ ุฐู„ูƒ.. ูˆู…ู† ุงู„ุชุญุฐูŠุฑุงุช ูˆุงู„ูˆุตุงูŠุง ุŒ ุงู† ู„ุง ูŠุทุนู† ุงู„ุฃุฒูˆุงุฌ ุจุจุนุถ ุŒ ูˆุฃู† ููŠ ุงู„ุงุณุจูˆุน ุงู„ุฐูŠ ูˆู‚ุน ููŠู‡ ุงู„ุญู„ู… ุชูˆููŠ ุฃุฑุจุนูŠู† ุฃู„ู ุนู„ู‰ ุบูŠุฑ ุฅูŠู…ุงู† ุŒ ูˆุฃู† ุงู„ุฃุบู†ูŠุงุก ู…ู† ุงู„ู†ุงุณ ู„ุง ูŠุคุฏูˆู† ุฃุฑูƒุงู† ุงู„ุงุณู„ุงู… ู…ู† ุญุฌ ูˆุฒูƒุงุฉ.

ูƒู„ ู‡ุฐุง ุงู„ุญุฏูŠุซ ุนู„ู‰ ุงู„ุนูŠู† ูˆุงู„ุฑุงุณ ุŒ ู„ุง ุฃุตุฏู‚ ูˆู„ุง ุฃูƒุฐุจ ุฑุคูŠุงู‡ ุŒ ูˆู„ูƒู† ู…ุง ุชุจุน ุงู„ู‚ุตุฉ ุงู„ุฌู…ูŠู„ุฉ ุฃุฒุนุฌู†ูŠ ุŒ ู‡ูˆ ุฃู† ุงู„ุฑุณูˆู„ – ุตู„ู‰ ุงู„ู„ู‡ ุนู„ูŠู‡ ูˆุณู„ู… – ูˆุตุงู‡ ุจุฃู† ู…ู† ูŠู†ุดุฑ ู‡ุฐู‡ ุงู„ุฏุนูˆุฉ ุณูŠุญุตู„ ุนู„ู‰ ุดูุงุนุฉ ุงู„ู†ุจูŠ – ุตู„ู‰ ุงู„ู„ู‡ ุนู„ูŠู‡ ูˆุณู„ู… – ูŠูˆู… ุงู„ู‚ูŠุงู…ุฉ ุŒ ูˆุณูŠุญุตู„ ุนู„ู‰ ุงู„ูƒุซูŠุฑ ู…ู† ุงู„ุฑุฒู‚ ููŠ ุงู„ุญูŠุงุฉ ุงู„ุฏู†ูŠุง ุŒ ูˆุงู† ู…ู† ุชุฌุงู‡ู„ู‡ุง ูˆู„ู… ูŠู†ุดุฑู‡ุง ุณูŠุญุตู„ ุนู„ู‰ ุงุซู… ูƒุจูŠุฑ ูˆุนุธูŠู…. ูˆู‡ุฐุง ูŠุฏู„ ุนู„ู‰ ุฌู‡ู„ ุจู…ูู‡ูˆู… ุงู„ุดูุงุนุฉุŒ ูˆู„ุง ูŠูˆู„ุฏ ุฅู„ุง ุชูˆุงูƒู„ ุนู„ู‰ ุดูุงุนุฉ ุงู„ู†ุจูŠ ูƒู…ุฎุฑุฌ ูŠูˆู… ุงู„ู‚ูŠุงู…ุฉ. ูˆุงู„ุดูุงุนุฉ ู„ุง ุชุชู… ุฅู„ุง ุจุฑุถู‰ ุงู„ู„ู‡ ูˆู„ูŠุณ ุฑุบู…ุง ุนู†ู‡.
ูˆู„ูƒู† ู‡ู†ุง ุจุฏุฃุช ุงู„ุจุฏุน ุจุฑุฃูŠูŠ ุŒ ู„ุง ุฃุณู…ูŠ ู†ูุณูŠ ูู‚ูŠู‡ ูˆู„ุง ู…ูุชูŠ ุŒ ู‡ุฐุง ุฑุฃูŠูŠ ุงู„ุดุฎุตูŠ ุŒ ูˆู„ูƒู† ู…ู† ูˆุฌู‡ุฉ ู†ุธุฑูŠ ู‡ู†ุง ุจุฏุฃ ุงู„ุฌู‡ู„ ุŒ ุนู†ุฏู…ุง ุฃุชุงู‡ ุญู„ู… ุขุฎุฑ ูŠูˆู… ุงู„ุงุซู†ูŠู† ุŒ ุฃูŠ ุชูƒู…ู„ุฉ ู„ู„ุญู„ู… ุงู„ุธุงู‡ุฑ ุŒ ูˆุจู‡ ู†ุตุงุฆุญ ูˆุชุนุงู„ูŠู… ู…ู† ุฑุณูˆู„ ุงู„ู„ู‡ ุŒ ูˆู‡ู†ุง ุจุนุถ ุงู„ุงู‚ุชุจุงุณุงุช ุงู„ู…ูุถู„ุฉ ู…ู† ุงู„ุงูŠู…ูŠู„ : (more…)



Ronald McDonald
Friday January 18th 2008, 12:17 AM
Filed under: suspic's speeches

Isn’t he nice? Just sitting on that bench 24/7 smiling and wanting to sit with people? Well you’re wrong, dead wrong!

Ronald McDonald..the front face of the multi-billion dollar chain of McDonald’s restaurants is not what he seems. He’s a child molester, in fact, he’s a molester. He molests the young and the old with a smile on his face, yet he’s not arrested!

First of all he’s creepy, second of all he’s a clown, third of all he smiles when people sit in his lap. Yet, he’s the main icon for happy meals, meals for children. Is this what you want your kids to look up to when they’re eating? Do you want your kids to eat food from a child molester? Do you? Do you?

We must fight this, we must protest, we must kick some ass and take responsiblity for the sins of our fathers who brought this scum to our land! This. Is. Kuwait!

Can I get an Amen?! Can I get an Amen?! CAN I GET AN AMEN?!

Press more for pictures of Ronald McDonald in his perverted action. Caution : You will not see Ronald as the same after seeing these pictures. Let’s look at this vile prick, shall we?
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