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A Message To Kofi

After Kofi Annan ludicrously claimed that Israel had deliberately targeted the UN post in Lebanon, this is my message to him.

Kofi, you are a moron.

If you honestly believe that Israel is going around targeting your colleagues, you really don’t have a grasp on what is actually going on in the Middle East. You have amply demonstrated once again that you are totally out of your depth.

Why don’t you do us all a favour and hand your job over to someone who demonstrates a modicum of understanding of the situation?

Finally, Kofi, mate, if you’re wondering whether these comments are accidental, please know that they are in fact deliberately aimed at showing you up as the hapless, gormless imbecile that you are.

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The Scribbler said…
It's reassuring to see that others agree that Kofi, Coffee, Café...is a total shmuck.

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