based Palestinians edition
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FIRST FOR ISRAEL
نفسي نعترف بإسرائيل عشان ندخل يوروڤيچن بقى.
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>overcrowded
>pollution
>smelly and ugly "people"
>scammers
>WE WUZZers
>awful cuisine
>can't see a white tourist/journalist in the street without raping her publicly
>their only national dance represented in media is trashy belly dancing which no self-respecting women would do
>can't visit a place of worship without getting overwhelmed with beggars
>will destroy the job market in your country once you open the door for them, literally slaves willing to work for peanuts
>can’t just fucking leave us alone in the Arabian gulf
>got BTFO by their northern neighbor
>nationalists are very loud mouthed and unaware of the state of their cunt
>Awful film industry that is already losing to westerners and Turks
>sky-rocketing birthrates
Bros, how do we solve the Egyptian problem ? pic is not related btw
BASED NEW EUROPEAN
Still better than being a wahhabi
Same shitty people
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they can serve as cheap workforce for us
الزب
Rent free
They will steal your jobs, they have their own lobbies here. They have these whatsapp groups where they add no strangers. Literally jew tier.
BASED AVODA ARAVIT
الام المطلقة المسكينة تتحدث مع زوجها السابق و تقول له انه يجب بان يصرف عليها و ابنها و بينما تذهب للغرفة تمارس العادة السرية لعدم وجود زب يريح كسها المشتعل يتطفل الابن و يشاهدها بصمت ثم يسالها في الصباح الباكر عن ما جرى و هي تشرح له كل ما حدث
The seething Saudi is the plairat who lives in the UAE btw
literally 5 years rent free
عم تشاركنا قصة حياتك ؟
hey nafri I want to seek asylum in Israel can you help me? I'm 0.47% jewish can I make aliyah
لا أنا سوري
يا رجل حتى السوريين اللي وضعن خرا بيتعجبوا منكن ، قديش بتقبلوا على حالكن برواتب خرا
مرة قال لي مدرس سوري : المصري عبد ذليل يرضى بالقليل
مقولة لن أنساها ما حييت أبداً
حرفياً المصريين الوحيدين اللي بيتعاشروا هنن المصريين المتسعودين، وطبعاً إنتو بمصر بتتنمروا عليهم بس يرجعوا من الغربة
THREE WORDS: HATAFAT DAM BRIT
لو قد ما كان الراتب قليل بالنسبة لالك
لما المصري ببعته لاهله بمصر بالنسبة الهم كانه بعت ثروة
عنا واحد مصري حرفيا ساكن بالايجار بس بمصر عنده 4 شقق
No body here is asking for the opinion of a mentally ill shia muzz who cucked himself by worshipping an Arab dynasty, not to mention living in the evil imperialistic west
I don't want to see you here, clear ? This general is for atheist nasibis who spit on Hussein the loser
مش هاممني
كسم الفلسطينين
based
seethe harder
بخيلين، وهي من أسباب استفادتن من الغربة على فكرة، عكس الشوام اللي بدللوا حالهم وضيوفهم
نادراً تطلع مع مصري ويدفع عنك أو يسابقك عالفاتورة
>They will steal your jobs
they cant do our jobs even if they wanted, israel is primarily a high tech sector country.
>They have these whatsapp groups where they add no strangers.
we have multiple private intelligence firms that sold programs to hack whatsapp for years,8200 probably had it cracked from the start. needless to say with their monkey-level of knowledge in infosec we'll know everything they say.
based
on that note is anyone here named achmed? a song for you:
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Is this post ironic?
every Syrian I know is cheap as fuck
what a based poster
Why is Hussein such a loser ? I mean imagine having your grandfather as a based warlord only to lose everything for your enemy and get your women raped by Yazid, you can't make this shit up.
والله ما عم امزح معك، ما بحياتي طلعت مع مصري وسابقني عالفاتورة
بس للأمانة، الفئة الغنية كريمين كتير، خاصة الصعايدة الحيوانات
>every Syrian I know is cheap as fuck
هدول أهل دمشق كس امهم
>Let me generalise you but you can't generalise us
فل حقيقة مش هاممني
كسم فلسطين برضو
ASTARFUIHGGHILAHH STOP THE MEMES
Shit I'm actually seething
The sight of proud Egypsies make me disgusted for some reason
sorry
>ذلك الشعور لما تعرف ان قوم لوط سكنوا فبلدك
>Everyone who hates wahhabists is a shia
They are the dregs of human race and I don't care about Hussein and his goat fucking grandfather
EVERYONE HERE IS NAMED AخMED EXCEPT FOR ME IM NAMED SCHLOMO
>Proud
I literally said nothing that makes me seem proud I just hate palirats
Seething + rent free in the end at least you admitted it
THOSE GUYS TRY SO HARD TO IMITATE WOMEN YOU MIGHT AS WELL FUCK THE REAL THING
POST NOODZ
>not a Shia
Seems to me like many losers out there seethe at the sight of a Saudi flag
I'm not Saudi or a Muslim, if that puts some ice on your ass
IFYOU WERE A GIRL (FEMALE) I WOULD
Non of them is feminine, they are just handsome. You should listen to how their sounds are
> puts some ice on your ass
الزب
كسمك اساحبي
As long as I breath I'll hate on Palis and defend Jews because people seem to seethe when this happens
كسم فلسطين
What if I'm a boy(female)?
LITERALLY GIRLS MINUS ALL THE FUN PARTS
الزب
Jordan range ban when?
حبيبي
إضرب ضربتك المنتظرة واقتل ما شئت من الكفرة واجعل من اوطاني قبرا لجيوش الكفر المندحرة
كرر يا شيخ ابن لادن امجاد غزوة منهاتن دمر هبل العصر الشائن واسحق فرعون مع الكفرة
كم طال الشوق لحطين و صلاح الدنيا والدين ستحرر كل فلسطين راياتٌ سودٌ منتظرة
I ACCEPT THAT TOO
PM ME [email protected] AND PROVE IT
I wake up at around four o clock in the morning to get ready for Fajr. I take a large clean towel and head on to the shower. While showering, I perform the sacred rites of ablutions, also called Wudu. I make sure wash my mouth and my Sinuses, before finally washing my ears. I get dressed into my Kaftan, and retrieve my Mecca exclusive, Kaaba embroidered prayer mat. I take the compass I keep in the pocket of my Kaftan, and adjust my prayer mat accordingly. I consider being off by a single degrees a cardinal sin. Once my prayer station is ready, i prepare my clothes in time for Fajr which I keep track of with my pocket watch. It isn't gold, since that would be a sin. I make the stage in front of the almighty at exactly the time needed, verifying it with sun dial i have on the roof of my penthouse. I begin my Prayer, i sound each consonant perfectly and with a divine, beautifully quavering cadence, to show that i fear The Almighty. I feel revitalized and I'm ready for the day. At the Mirror i tend to my beard and apply some Musk i bought in bulk from The Medina.
I am but an Abstraction, I may shake your hand after prayer and you make feel my calloused flesh pressing yours, the strength of religious beatitude sending shocks through your meager body. But i'm in fact and embodiment of faith, a promise that abstaining from materialism and hedonism will bring thou divine grace in the hereafter.
The gay poster is based
the palirat isn't
ادخل لها حبيبها احلى قضيب في طيزها الضيق و هي تصرخ من الالم و الزب كبير و طويل جدا و كان طيزها ضيق و لكن الزب استطاع الدخول فيه و انحشر باجمل متعة للشاب الذي كان زبه جد متين ودفعه بقوة نحو فتحة الشرج حتى تركها تبكي و تصرخ بقوة كبيرة و الطيز اصبح جد لين من كثرة النيك و تمددت الفتحة الشرجية بقوة
HE LOOKS REALLY UNCOMFORTABLE
THEYRE THE SAME PERSON
يا ربي ضرب مخه بلجيكي
خود الحبة حبيبي لا تنزع الجنرال
>He doesn't know
I wake up at around four o clock in the morning to get ready for Fajr. I take a large clean towel and head on to the shower. While showering, I perform the sacred rites of ablutions, also called Wudu. I make sure wash my mouth and my Sinuses, before finally washing my ears. I get dressed into my Kaftan, and retrieve my Mecca exclusive, Kaaba embroidered prayer mat. I take the compass I keep in the pocket of my Kaftan, and adjust my prayer mat accordingly. I consider being off by a single degrees a cardinal sin. Once my prayer station is ready, i prepare my clothes in time for Fajr which I keep track of with my pocket watch. It isn't gold, since that would be a sin. I make the stage in front of the almighty at exactly the time needed, verifying it with sun dial i have on the roof of my penthouse. I begin my Prayer, i sound each consonant perfectly and with a divine, beautifully quavering cadence, to show that i fear The Almighty. I feel revitalized and I'm ready for the day. At the Mirror i tend to my beard and apply some Musk i bought in bulk from The Medina.
I am but an Abstraction, I may shake your hand after prayer and you make feel my calloused flesh pressing yours, the strength of religious beatitude sending shocks through your meager body. But i'm in fact and embodiment of faith, a promise that abstaining from materialism and hedonism will bring thou divine grace in the hereafter.
I wake up at around four o clock in the morning to get ready for Fajr. I take a large clean towel and head on to the shower. While showering, I perform the sacred rites of ablutions, also called Wudu. I make sure wash my mouth and my Sinuses, before finally washing my ears. I get dressed into my Kaftan, and retrieve my Mecca exclusive, Kaaba embroidered prayer mat. I take the compass I keep in the pocket of my Kaftan, and adjust my prayer mat accordingly. I consider being off by a single degrees a cardinal sin. Once my prayer station is ready, i prepare my clothes in time for Fajr which I keep track of with my pocket watch. It isn't gold, since that would be a sin. I make the stage in front of the almighty at exactly the time needed, verifying it with sun dial i have on the roof of my penthouse. I begin my Prayer, i sound each consonant perfectly and with a divine, beautifully quavering cadence, to show that i fear The Almighty. I feel revitalized and I'm ready for the day. At the Mirror i tend to my beard and apply some Musk i bought in bulk from The Medina.
I am but an Abstraction, I may shake your hand after prayer and you make feel my calloused flesh pressing yours, the strength of religious beatitude sending shocks through your meager body. But i'm in fact and embodiment of faith, a promise that abstaining from materialism and hedonism will bring thou divine grace in the hereafter.
why did you copy my post you absolute utter subhuman, you don't even know how much i want to murder you, you little shitskin twerp.
>المصريين المتسعودين
اوصف
KAFTAN?
كسم الفلسطيزيين
I wake up at around four o clock in the morning to get ready for Fajr. I take a large clean towel and head on to the shower. While showering, I perform the sacred rites of ablutions, also called Wudu. I make sure wash my mouth and my Sinuses, before finally washing my ears. I get dressed into my Kaftan, and retrieve my Mecca exclusive, Kaaba embroidered prayer mat. I take the compass I keep in the pocket of my Kaftan, and adjust my prayer mat accordingly. I consider being off by a single degrees a cardinal sin. Once my prayer station is ready, i prepare my clothes in time for Fajr which I keep track of with my pocket watch. It isn't gold, since that would be a sin. I make the stage in front of the almighty at exactly the time needed, verifying it with sun dial i have on the roof of my penthouse. I begin my Prayer, i sound each consonant perfectly and with a divine, beautifully quavering cadence, to show that i fear The Almighty. I feel revitalized and I'm ready for the day. At the Mirror i tend to my beard and apply some Musk i bought in bulk from The Medina.
I am but an Abstraction, I may shake your hand after prayer and you make feel my calloused flesh pressing yours, the strength of religious beatitude sending shocks through your meager body. But i'm in fact and embodiment of faith, a promise that abstaining from materialism and hedonism will bring thou divine grace in the hereafter.
the faggot is the palirat you retard
he's a gay palistinkian
مراهقه بتتناك في طيزها شاب مجرم مع بنت عبيطه نيك من الاخر الكس الجامد عنتيل أسمر مع بنت مزه مولعه روسية سكس قوي في شباب وبنت هيجانه زبر واحد مش كفايه ينيك كسها الناعم الجميل والمتعه الجنسية الجميله في الكس والطيز زبرين جامدين ونيك من الاخر ومتعه النيك
I wake up at around four o clock in the morning to get ready for Fajr. I take a large clean towel and head on to the shower. While showering, I perform the sacred rites of ablutions, also called Wudu. I make sure wash my mouth and my Sinuses, before finally washing my ears. I get dressed into my Kaftan, and retrieve my Mecca exclusive, Kaaba embroidered prayer mat. I take the compass I keep in the pocket of my Kaftan, and adjust my prayer mat accordingly. I consider being off by a single degrees a cardinal sin. Once my prayer station is ready, i prepare my clothes in time for Fajr which I keep track of with my pocket watch. It isn't gold, since that would be a sin. I make the stage in front of the almighty at exactly the time needed, verifying it with sun dial i have on the roof of my penthouse. I begin my Prayer, i sound each consonant perfectly and with a divine, beautifully quavering cadence, to show that i fear The Almighty. I feel revitalized and I'm ready for the day. At the Mirror i tend to my beard and apply some Musk i bought in bulk from The Medina.
I am but an Abstraction, I may shake your hand after prayer and you make feel my calloused flesh pressing yours, the strength of religious beatitude sending shocks through your meager body. But i'm in fact and embodiment of faith, a promise that abstaining from materialism and hedonism will bring thou divine grace in the hereafter.
المهيب......
Yikes, how do we fix palirats
أمين
I wake up at around four o clock in the morning to get ready for Fajr. I take a large clean towel and head on to the shower. While showering, I perform the sacred rites of ablutions, also called Wudu. I make sure wash my mouth and my Sinuses, before finally washing my ears. I get dressed into my Kaftan, and retrieve my Mecca exclusive, Kaaba embroidered prayer mat. I take the compass I keep in the pocket of my Kaftan, and adjust my prayer mat accordingly. I consider being off by a single degrees a cardinal sin. Once my prayer station is ready, i prepare my clothes in time for Fajr which I keep track of with my pocket watch. It isn't gold, since that would be a sin. I make the stage in front of the almighty at exactly the time needed, verifying it with sun dial i have on the roof of my penthouse. I begin my Prayer, i sound each consonant perfectly and with a divine, beautifully quavering cadence, to show that i fear The Almighty. I feel revitalized and I'm ready for the day. At the Mirror i tend to my beard and apply some Musk i bought in bulk from The Medina.
I am but an Abstraction, I may shake your hand after prayer and you make feel my calloused flesh pressing yours, the strength of religious beatitude sending shocks through your meager body. But i'm in fact and embodiment of faith, a promise that abstaining from materialism and hedonism will bring thou divine grace in the hereafter.
كسم فلسطين
just keep supporting israel, they will eventually sort them out, but the real problem is palirats that reside outside of israel, like the ones in jordan, we need a carefully studied plan to exterminate them, and we need efforts from surrounding countries.
قائمة الحروب والمعارك؟
I wake up at around four o clock in the morning to get ready for Fajr. I take a large clean towel and head on to the shower. While showering, I perform the sacred rites of ablutions, also called Wudu. I make sure wash my mouth and my Sinuses, before finally washing my ears. I get dressed into my Kaftan, and retrieve my Mecca exclusive, Kaaba embroidered prayer mat. I take the compass I keep in the pocket of my Kaftan, and adjust my prayer mat accordingly. I consider being off by a single degrees a cardinal sin. Once my prayer station is ready, i prepare my clothes in time for Fajr which I keep track of with my pocket watch. It isn't gold, since that would be a sin. I make the stage in front of the almighty at exactly the time needed, verifying it with sun dial i have on the roof of my penthouse. I begin my Prayer, i sound each consonant perfectly and with a divine, beautifully quavering cadence, to show that i fear The Almighty. I feel revitalized and I'm ready for the day. At the Mirror i tend to my beard and apply some Musk i bought in bulk from The Medina.
I am but an Abstraction, I may shake your hand after prayer and you make feel my calloused flesh pressing yours, the strength of religious beatitude sending shocks through your meager body. But i'm in fact and embodiment of faith, a promise that abstaining from materialism and hedonism will bring thou divine grace in the hereafter.
BASED SAMEFAG
I wake up at around four o clock in the morning to get ready for Fajr. I take a large clean towel and head on to the shower. While showering, I perform the sacred rites of ablutions, also called Wudu. I make sure wash my mouth and my Sinuses, before finally washing my ears. I get dressed into my Kaftan, and retrieve my Mecca exclusive, Kaaba embroidered prayer mat. I take the compass I keep in the pocket of my Kaftan, and adjust my prayer mat accordingly. I consider being off by a single degrees a cardinal sin. Once my prayer station is ready, i prepare my clothes in time for Fajr which I keep track of with my pocket watch. It isn't gold, since that would be a sin. I make the stage in front of the almighty at exactly the time needed, verifying it with sun dial i have on the roof of my penthouse. I begin my Prayer, i sound each consonant perfectly and with a divine, beautifully quavering cadence, to show that i fear The Almighty. I feel revitalized and I'm ready for the day. At the Mirror i tend to my beard and apply some Musk i bought in bulk from The Medina.
I am but an Abstraction, I may shake your hand after prayer and you make feel my calloused flesh pressing yours, the strength of religious beatitude sending shocks through your meager body. But i'm in fact and embodiment of faith, a promise that abstaining from materialism and hedonism will bring thou divine grace in the hereafter.
Rent free
Based as fuck
based
I wake up at around four o clock in the morning to get ready for Fajr. I take a large clean towel and head on to the shower. While showering, I perform the sacred rites of ablutions, also called Wudu. I make sure wash my mouth and my Sinuses, before finally washing my ears. I get dressed into my Kaftan, and retrieve my Mecca exclusive, Kaaba embroidered prayer mat. I take the compass I keep in the pocket of my Kaftan, and adjust my prayer mat accordingly. I consider being off by a single degrees a cardinal sin. Once my prayer station is ready, i prepare my clothes in time for Fajr which I keep track of with my pocket watch. It isn't gold, since that would be a sin. I make the stage in front of the almighty at exactly the time needed, verifying it with sun dial i have on the roof of my penthouse. I begin my Prayer, i sound each consonant perfectly and with a divine, beautifully quavering cadence, to show that i fear The Almighty. I feel revitalized and I'm ready for the day. At the Mirror i tend to my beard and apply some Musk i bought in bulk from The Medina.
I am but an Abstraction, I may shake your hand after prayer and you make feel my calloused flesh pressing yours, the strength of religious beatitude sending shocks through your meager body. But i'm in fact and embodiment of faith, a promise that abstaining from materialism and hedonism will bring thou divine grace in the hereafter.