Dear People of America,
My friends, it grieves me that so much misunderstanding has arisen of late between your great country and mine. Your President, Mr. George Bush Jr., has, I think, given you the wrong impression about how I feel about your wonderful country and its citizens. While it is true that some years ago our two glorious nations found themselves engaged in a great war, both fought with honor and the matter ended with no side the clear victor. All that, as your people would say, is water over the bridge.
The truth is I love America very, very much.
How could one not love the U.S.? The physical beauty of your land is breathtaking. Someday I would like to visit your famous Grand Canyon and Mount Rushmore and gaze upon the faces of your great rulers of the past.
I would love to sit and watch one of your American baseball games as I chomp on a wiener with mustard and sauerkraut.
Your Hollywood movies are grand. I very much admire your John Wayne, certainly the manliest of men. And Tom Cruise is the finest young actor in the world. Who would not take delight in his strong, lean physique? I would relish the opportunity to personally entertain him in Baghdad.
Just the other day, I was watching a videotape of the dazzling movie Minority Report, which I enjoyed very much. Someday I would like to meet the director, Mr. Steven Spielberg, and have him explain it to me.
As some of you might know, I am something of a creative artist myself. I have written a few novels that have met with some critical success here. Would it not be magnificent if Mr. Spielberg and I were to collaborate on a film project, made here in beautiful Iraq? The fact that he is of the Hebrew faith is of no concern to me. Despite what you may have heard about my so-called "gassing" of the Kurds, mine is a heart free of prejudice and hate.
Your American rock and roll music, too, is so fresh and entertaining. When we hold parties at the presidential palace I love to shake my booty as your young people say.
Those sweet-faced boys in *NSYNC are so talented. They, too, have an open invitation to visit my country -- as does each and every American who reads this letter.
Perhaps when you come to my country and see the smiling faces of little Iraqi children waving the American flag, you will see there is no need for further conflict.
Do not be misled by negative things you may have heard. I see America as a friend, not an enemy. Let us make love, not war.
Sincerely,
His Excellency, Saddam Hussein
My friends, it grieves me that so much misunderstanding has arisen of late between your great country and mine. Your President, Mr. George Bush Jr., has, I think, given you the wrong impression about how I feel about your wonderful country and its citizens. While it is true that some years ago our two glorious nations found themselves engaged in a great war, both fought with honor and the matter ended with no side the clear victor. All that, as your people would say, is water over the bridge.
The truth is I love America very, very much.
How could one not love the U.S.? The physical beauty of your land is breathtaking. Someday I would like to visit your famous Grand Canyon and Mount Rushmore and gaze upon the faces of your great rulers of the past.
I would love to sit and watch one of your American baseball games as I chomp on a wiener with mustard and sauerkraut.
Your Hollywood movies are grand. I very much admire your John Wayne, certainly the manliest of men. And Tom Cruise is the finest young actor in the world. Who would not take delight in his strong, lean physique? I would relish the opportunity to personally entertain him in Baghdad.
Just the other day, I was watching a videotape of the dazzling movie Minority Report, which I enjoyed very much. Someday I would like to meet the director, Mr. Steven Spielberg, and have him explain it to me.
As some of you might know, I am something of a creative artist myself. I have written a few novels that have met with some critical success here. Would it not be magnificent if Mr. Spielberg and I were to collaborate on a film project, made here in beautiful Iraq? The fact that he is of the Hebrew faith is of no concern to me. Despite what you may have heard about my so-called "gassing" of the Kurds, mine is a heart free of prejudice and hate.
Your American rock and roll music, too, is so fresh and entertaining. When we hold parties at the presidential palace I love to shake my booty as your young people say.
Those sweet-faced boys in *NSYNC are so talented. They, too, have an open invitation to visit my country -- as does each and every American who reads this letter.
Perhaps when you come to my country and see the smiling faces of little Iraqi children waving the American flag, you will see there is no need for further conflict.
Do not be misled by negative things you may have heard. I see America as a friend, not an enemy. Let us make love, not war.
Sincerely,
His Excellency, Saddam Hussein
Vastaukset 17
Vanhimmat
South Park on vienyt mielesi. toden totta.
Eivät kaikki diktaattorit ole homoja. kaikki homot ovat kuitenkin diktaattoreita.
kaikki määräilevät minua vaikka minun diktaattorina pitäisi määräillä heitä? Miksi minä en ole Suomen yksinvaltias?
Nii varmaan...
oo diktaattori..mut oon homo..ja ylpeä siitä
mäkin!
mäkin.
niin mäkin!
olen..hienoo
niin mäkin olen.
me ollaankin koko jengi!Ylpeänä nuolemme toisiamme!LURPS!
Hehheh, säälittävä olet!
Heh,niin olenkin.Onko sinullakin ritari ässä auto?Heh.
Heh,niin olenkin.Onko sinullakin ritari ässä auto?Heh.
NO JIPPIIIIII!
olen minäkin.Äitini ei vain siitä pidä.Huh kun helpottaa tämä avautuminen!
Voisinko tulla sun luo tänään yöksi?Minua pelottaa olla yksin pimeässä ja savon äijäkin on taas pahalla päällä.Saanhan tulla,saanhan please?
Nyt koko sakki kaapista ulos!Ei tässä ole mitään häpeämistä.Toiset vaan tykkää pojista ja toiset tytöistä.Me kaikki nyt vaan satutaan tykkäämään pojista.Minä ainakin olen itsestäni hyvin ylpeä,sanokoon mamma ja pappa mitä sanovat.