Emerald Bile

God, the people in this country are real fucking, almighty, useless cunts. If they aren't keening and mewling and begging and clutching at you with their grasping hands, or waffling on about djinns and spirits and other such occultish rubbish, they are making an absolute fucking hash of being suicide bombers. Taking the job title absolutely literally, several of these poor little fuckers are trotting around Casablanca blowing themselves up in the middle of nowhere. One chap had a brainwave and took himself to the American visa queue at the Consulate - which, at best, would be a cracking place to blow up some other Moroccans and no Americans at all. But on a Saturday?? The Yanks don't work on Saturdays, you fucking cretin, they are busy playing "little league soft ball" or hitting each other with chairs in the wrestling ring. So it was a solo feat of terrifying terror.

I went to another half marathon on Sunday and it was turbo shite. The race was sponsored by a bottled water company, and all the spectators had small flags and hats with the logo of the water company on them. But did they have any water for the runners who were pegging around 21km to drink? Did they fuck, the fucking, thieving cunts. People kept keeling over and dying and the ambulance was very busy. I said to this marshall "Do I look like a fucking camel?" and she did not answer, she just waved a flag with the logo of the water company on and blew a whistle. I finished the run, of course, keeping myself going by my insane rage, and flirting with a man, to get his bottle of water off him. I hope he did not have herpes.

Morocco can fuck off. If only those terrorist muppets were together enough to blow the place up properly, I'd sacrifice myself just to get rid of the fucking shithole. That is all.
Noreen