Assuming we’re talking about Xavi here.
And lo, after 20 days and nights in the desert, the man with the roast beef head said unto the saddites ‘HARK! Gaze thee upon thy oasis of meat juice’ And the saddites did run to the oasis and splash and play in the juice of the meat. But it was not meat juice. It was rusty Pisswater.
Al-Lardarse a saddite rogue. Seasoning the gravy of cattle with dung beetles and camel sweat. I wish a thousand poxes on his buttocks and still there is room for thrice that many again so rotund is he.
…and he arrived with a young Turk whose hair was not of this earth
But that unearthly ‘hair’ still has more attacking ability than the supposed warrior ‘Bin-Rondon’ who came from many leagues away in far off China.
