Take that little chunk of land, that little sliver between Israel and Egypt that's causing all this friction and create something meaningful to end the menace. Send in the finest dancing talent from across the world, and start a gentleman's club that's the envy of the free world. Charge a bomb at the door, an arm for a lap dance, a leg for the VIP room.
And call it The Gaza Strip.
I know. I'm gonna rot in hell.
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