Ahhhh. A lovely Mediterranean summer day, sunny and warm. There’s no better time to go out in uniform and “sig heil” a little at a Hizbullah town meeting. Hummus and tea will be served shortly…
(H/T JSB)
“…misty water-color memories of the way we were.”
I can imagine the underarm stench because these people are infamous for not using deoderant or soap on their body parts where the sun doesn’t shine! Plus the amount of stale icky garlic breath from eating all that hummus and raw garlic cloves when they say their “sig heils”!
George, this photo pretty much says it all.
I would give my left one for the opportunity to drop a drone-delivered missile, emblazoned with the words “Viva Cristo Rey” on those assholes.