Hummus may be a problem.

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  1. dangph says:

    There is no justification for the construction of toilets in the premises of mosque. Mosques which have toilets within their compounds must be divested of the toilets to purge them of the unclean environments.

    They cannot have toilets in mosques?

  2. John M. says:

    Last Friday, as soon as I got to Palmer’s Bar here in Mineapolis, I had to take a crap, which happens all the time. Palmer’s toilet is an atrocity against asses, and of course, since it was a slight emergency, I put the seat down and sat down wothout looking, and got someone else’s piss, probably infected with Hep C, all over my ass. It occurred to me that maybe the mosque next door might have a toilet I could use, since it seems like my body, rebelling against my entering Palmer’s, always want to force me to sit on that foul seat. But now I learn that mosques can’t have toilets. Also, Friday, isn’t that the Muslim holy day? Maybe a drunk entering a mosque to take a noisy shit on the day of worship would be considered offensive. Not to mention that I eat a lot of god-damned garlic.

    • TonyMillion says:

      This story explains why they didn’t need porto potties at the demonstrations in Egypt. Those camel riders can hold it, like a camel.

  3. Darren says:

    Let’s not forget the natural “antibiotic” properties of garlic… via Allicin.

    Tony… sure seems like something a HEALER like you would want to keep in his tool kit.

    • TonyMillion says:

      In Berlin I saw a Turk on the subway peeling garlic cloves and eating them, like an orange. He was old but very robust.

      • Nic Farra says:

        In Berlin I saw a Turk
        He was old but quite robust
        In Innisfree I chanced a smirk
        The locals there were all non-plussed
        But not the garlic munching Turk
        Whose gut was cast from iron
        A Bashi-bazouk who’s gone berserk
        In a minaret so very fine.

  4. Bristow says:

    I love garlic, okay? I have no doubt that consuming garlic in my wife’s home cooking nearly everyday, is why I’m not a cold and flu sufferer… nor are our children. Coincidence? Maybe. Anyway… I had a garlic and Italian Sausage pizza from Barones in Studio City once… and the next day I literally suffered a garlic hangover! My armpits reeked – even AFTER I showered and used deodorant. My breath knocked over traffic cops from across the intersection. I had the virile of a young sailor. I took shit from no one on this day. I drank like a mad man that night and performed incredible sexual acts on my wife. She didn’t know what hit her. It was the garlic.

  5. Steve M says:

    Ironically, the crusader kingdoms were mostly French.

  6. Jonathan Maiullo says:

    All the hummus I ate in the mid-east didn’t have any garlic in it anyway, although it was usually eaten with pieces of raw onion. It isn’t nearly as good as the American bastardization.

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