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Christopher Spivey


Yep, the Parisian Parody proves what I have suspected for a good few years now – we are all doomed and we only have our own stupidity to blame.

I’m talking in general terms obviously because we here at this site – well most of us anyway – know when we are being taken for proper fucking mugs, unlike the vast majority of the 1st world population who would believe a Duck was a Parrot if it was in the newspapers.

You see the thing is I have over 4900 friends on Facebook of whom I estimate that at least 4000 of them have added me since I became known for my writing as opposed to adding me for my tattooing… So why in the name of Roger me backwards with a boxing glove on, am I seeing all these French flags as I scroll down my newsfeed, in the place where peoples profile pictures should be?

Strewth to Auntie Maffie, give me fucking strength.

I mean I haven’t even given the old French fanny a proper read through yet but I certainly didn’t need to do that to know that it was a crock of horseshit.

In truth I wasn’t even going to touch the fake as fuck old bollox ,in the same way that I didn’t touch the Charlie Farley qui qui, poo poo, because it is in ya face, clear as day that it is bollox and as such I didn’t think that I would need to.

After all, anyone who thinks that a terrorist organisation with:

  • less ‘soldiers’ than our little country has reservists,
  • can occupy acres & acres of captured land in the vast majority of all Middle-Eastern countries,

After which they:

  •  take control of their oil refineries and continue to do business in oil sales to the tune of millions of pounds a day
  • take control of half of Iraq’s wheat supply
  • take control of massive dams and send out electricity bills to the residents of their captured territory
  • take control of military basis, including jet fighters, tanks, ammo etc, etc, etc
  • kill thousands upon thousands of soldiers and civilians

After which they:

  • Empty banks of billions of pounds – no doubt to cover the wage bills
  • tax the people living in ISIS territory
  • use Twitter as its own – 2nd to none – propaganda wing whereas our Fabooka gets banned for posting about George Clooney
  • refurbish 5 star hotels, build garden centres and provide their tiny army withy 15 year old British brides
  • set up their own version of the NHS

And that is just for starters but as if by magic a report has just come out in the Chimp today about where ISIS get their money from… Can they read my unpublished articles now?

Mind you, the Chimp don’t tell you who is buying all of their stolen shit off of them… No surprise there then.

Bizarrely, the terrorist group who were unheard of just a couple of years ago do their invading & looting all seemingly unopposed except for by us Brits, the Americans, the French and now the Russians.

Yet not content with what they have got, they now have that much time on their hands that they are going to invade Europe – and people who consider themselves intelligent believe that shit!

I mean, ask yourself what their aim is?

Lets say that they are after making the world population Muslim… Impossible to achieve – although you wouldn’t think so to read the utter bollox in the MSM – but to stand any chance at all, they need to get as many people on side as possible.

So what do they do?

They try their very best to get on peoples nerves by killing innocent men, women and children – after raping and torturing a sizeable number of them first of course… So the Chimp tells me.

Meanwhile all 1st world politicians – who would be a piece of piss to get at – are apparently off limits, as are Western government and historical buildings, with anywhere in Israel being a proper no-no too.


So, before we surrender every fucking last semblance of freedom to the only terrorists that pose any threat whatsoever to us, namely our governments – who create bogeymen out of thin air to frighten stupid fuck-tards who think themselves intellectual – let me have a ten minute read and make some sense out of this nonsense.

Okay, first things first, I got the following sent to me on Saturday the 14th at two minutes to 6 PM:


And then we have the Chimp’s video of the concert footage where the main horror took place, that shows a band (sort of, since it is the darkest stage set I have ever seen) fronted by Santa Claus, playing their hearts out (sort of, because it doesn’t sound like any death metal I have ever heard), dive for cover the second that they hear the terrorists fire their typewriters (because they don’t sound like any machine guns I have ever heard).


Strange how the reality is always different from the hype in these hoaxes. I mean, below is a professional photo supposedly taken of the concert


Mind you, whoever filmed the footage of the incredibly amateur stage show that the Chimp used had a very steady hand and didn’t so much as flinch or spin around when the typewriters went off – he/she just kept on filming the stage with the steadiest hand in the world.

Indeed, you would think that someone able to film so well would have a better camera.

Neither could the place – which supposedly holds a 1000 people – have been that packed, since those few heads we see are not very fucking close to Cecil B Demille… That fact contradicts a later report:

The hall is quite small, and many of the 1,500 fans were huddled together so tightly that those who were shot didn’t hit the ground at first. Instead, they fell, writhing, against those beside them, drenching them in blood Source

Imagine that. The audience is sprayed with bullets but those hit have no room to fall to the floor.

In other words they were held up by the bodies of the living who some-fucking-how escaped being shot! They must be the slowest firing Kalashnikov Typewriters in the world.

Then you have to wonder what an amateur American death metal group – that aren’t a death metal group or a group at all for that matter – are doing playing a venue in France?

After all, this is at best a semi-professional group by any standards and as such there would certainly be no money in it for them. Certainly not enough to anywhere near cover their costs – even though there only appears to be 2 full time band members, one of whom doesn’t play live… Plausible, very fucking plausible indeed if you are a senile old duffer.

Which in turn would explain the following photos:

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Mind you, you therefore have to wonder why the papers were stating that the band were still unable to locate all of their missing crew… What fucking crew? Just stop and think logically for a minute for crying out loud.

However, the biggest clue to this concert being bollocks as far as I am concerned is the name of the group: Eagles of Death Metal!

Fuck me, only a MIT script writer could come up with that name for a death-metal band, who aren’t a deaf metal band or even a band for that matter… They are a duo, one of whom doesn’t play live shows.

Indeed, it wouldn’t surprise me if their set included numbers such as:

  • Fuckng a whore at the Hotel California
  • Take it to the limit – there are no fucking limits
  • Desperado for a fix
  • Best of my love, now I’m gonna strangle you

Mind you, according to Wikipedia the group have been on the go since 1998 – so you would have thought that they would have given up by now – but only has TWO permanent members, ONE of whom doesn’t play live shows… Make of that what you will, but it seems to me that the 1500 hundred fans – up from a 1000 the day before – paid to see a bunch of session musicians.


Josh Homme – for men – the fella who won’t play live looks like Max Headroom doesn’t he? But he obviously wasn’t there.

Neither was Sammy on drums at the concert… I can’t say whether Dave & Tim were present because their role in the band appears to be secret… But neither look like Santa Claus, so we shall assume that they wasn’t.

So the audience paid to see guitarist Jesse Hughes then… Roger that.

It is in fact kinda like the Shoreham Shite when we were told that two footballers were killed just so as to make the hoax out to be more credible… You can’t fake two football players deaths can you?

Except two footballers were not killed – two fellas who turn out for an amateur team, who play to crowds of around 50 people were killed (allegedly)… Footballers indeed.

Fuck me, my boy used to get that many people watching when he used to play – and he worked for Travis Perkins.

And in the very same way they are trying to make this non-band out to be superstars… Twats.

But I digress.

Course details of the tour promoter, the manager etc etc are non-existent… A bit like permanent band members really.

And then we have the testimony of the French Radio DJ who has a Wiki page in English and was supposedly at the concert:

‘They didn’t stop firing. There was blood everywhere, corpses everywhere. Everyone was trying to flee,’ said Pierre Janaszak, a radio presenter who was at the concert. Source

Well they would be doing, wouldn’t they Pierre Goodfrenchname. In fact with a group of men firing machine guns at people in a contained area I am surprised that there was anyone left standing to flee – even if the machine guns do sound like typewriters.

Course Pierre Goodfrenchname looks very much like the injured fella in the photo below, which has been much overused so far


Quite why he is being shadowed by a plodman is anyones guess unless he is going to take him home and cook him, but with that amount of blood why is there none trickling down his arm?

Course a cynic might point out that: “You’ve been shot sir, wear this foil blanket like a cape so it does no good whatsoever, as I parade you in front of the world’s press“, are words never used by the plod but I’m not a cynic.

Although he does look remarkably like Pierre who does not mention himself being hurt at all.


Nevertheless, lets have a Chimp timeline.

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Okay, THREE suicide bombers ‘hit’ a football ground whilst a friendly between Paris and Germany is being played, killing one person and themselves in the process… ONE PERSON between THREE of them… I hope they get the sack… They certainly will not be getting their four and twenty virgins down from Inverness, that is for sure.

The following is what the Chimp said about these 3 useless twanks:

At least 129 people are dead, and another 352 injured, after three teams of jihadis struck the Stade de France football stadium, a handful of bars and cafes, and then finally the Bataclan concert hall.


Hold up chummy, surely you mean 3 attacks? Never mind just carry on:

  • The attacks began at 8.17pm GMT at the Stade de France where the French football team was hosting Germany in an international friendly.

Cool that will be 9:17PM in Paris then

  • The game was being watched by 80,000 spectators, among them was President Francois Hollande who had to be evacuated from the stadium. 

80,000 spectators for a friendly game… Impressive, especially with the French President there too. He must be a real footie fan.

  • The first explosion, a suicide bombing, was at an entrance to the stadium. A suicide bomber approached the gate with a match ticket when he was frisked by a security guard who turned him away.

Did ja notice how it suddenly got a bit silly?

I mean Friday night for an international friendly is strange in itself but lets say that kick off was 7:45 PM, Paris time. That means our bona-fide terrapin tried to get into the match with 15 minutes left to play… And he thought having a ticket might make it seem less odd!

So really, the daft cunt couldn’t have picked a quieter time. Had he come 15 minutes before kick off he could have killed hundreds, but no, he came with less than 15 minutes to play when there was no cunt about… Roger that.

He was then frisked by the security guard who turned him away… Presumably something to do with the bombs strapped to our terrapin.

Now call me Mr Panic Stations but if I had bombs strapped to my waist and someone wanted to search me, that would of been time to pull the rip cord…  But please do carry on:

  • He backed away from the gate and detonated his vest at about 8.20pm GMT near Gate D of the stadium, killing one other person. A passport with the name Ahmed Almuhamed, 25, from Syria, was allegedly found nearby.

HE BACKED AWAY??? Why the fuck didn’t he charge?

However, at this point I should tell you that I had intended to make mention that the terrapins will all have familiar sounding silly names, but the Monkey Boyz have beat me to it.

Nevertheless, we have to assume that the security guard is the football fan who was killed.

Mind you, on the flip side, if I had just frisked someone with bombs strapped everywhere I would have run like hell kicked Sally, not stood my ground telling him to fuck off.

Moreover, we have a textbook hoax indicator now in play with the passport found near by, fully intact enabling the Frog-Plod to instantly identify the mush… Classic 9/11

We have a photo of that passport:


Can you imagine trying to go from country to country with that photo? Moreover, both the first name and surname are spelt wrong… That is to say that they are spelt different from how the Chimp spells them.

But blow it up – no pun intended especially since terrapin passports are bombproof – and you will see that the photo gets even worse.

However, remember that this passport was on a mush who blew himself up to kingdom come… Very clean isn’t it?

Mind you, they also have the fella down as being one of those who blew himself up at the Eagles Are Deaf concert:

One of Bataclan suspects was found carrying a Syrian passport under the name Ahmed Almuhamed who travelled to France as a migrant through Greece. Ferry tickets reveal he travelled with another man named as Mohammed Almuhamed. Source

Do migrants have passports… Isn’t the fact that they don’t the reason that they are migrants? I mean, with a passport they could travel from country to country the easier and cheaper way instead of paying over the top for a one foot square space in a leaky dinghy.

Nevertheless Mohammed Almuhammad is actually Mohammed Almohammad then?

Although that Chimp old fanny above, about Ahmed Almuuhamed having Mohammed Almuhamed’s passport which is in the name of Ahmad Almohammed, makes little sense although you can now see what I mean about the names all being the same and unpronounceable… All done on purpose my dears, to confuse and disorientate.

And then, fuck me backwards with a Hula-Hoop crisp on every finger, the passport was found again on 3 fellas who were stopped after the Paris shooting had ended, at the Belgium border:

On Saturday afternoon, three people travelling in a grey VW Polo were arrested at the French/Belgian border when police traced the car after it was sighted outside the Bataclan theatre at the time of the attacks.

One of the Stade de France suspects was found carrying a Syrian passport under the name Ahmed Almuhamed who travelled to France as a migrant through Greece on October 3. Ferry tickets reveal he travelled with another man named as Mohammed Almuhamed. Source

All of which is total, total bollox and you would have to be some kind of thick twat to even start believing a word of it.

Course, quite how that detail got so fucked up is beyond me, but lets carry on with the Chimps report on the 3 bummer boys:

  • A second suicide bomber, Bilal Hadfi, 20, blew himself up near Gate H several minutes later. No one else was reported killed. Hadfi is said to have fought with ISIS in Syria.

Okay, so how the fuck was Bilal Hadhislot identified?

Was his passport found nearby?

Do the intelligence services know everyone of the alleged 300,000 ISIS army?

How long is several minutes? Why did he suffer from premature explosiation?

I mean, had he waited another ‘several minutes’ he could again have killed hundreds as the 80,000 fans left the stadium.

Nevertheless, the details of the third suicide bomber must be a secret since they are omitted from the report, although there cannot be any doubt that there was a third… I mean, if a human blows himself up it makes an awful fucking mess.



Course, such an attack that saw 3 explosions and 1 victim dead has to have a lucky escape story:

A survivor injured in the attack at the Stade de France told how his mobile phone may have saved his life.

The man, known only as Sylvestre, says his Samsung phone blocked the debris when terrorists attacked as he passed the stadium.

Sylvestre, who was also shot in the foot, had just finished a phone call as a suicide bomber struck close to where he stood.

The smashed device stopped debris hitting his skull.

Showing French news channel iTele the damage, he said: ‘This is the phone that took the hit, it’s what saved me. Otherwise my head would have been blown to bits.’ Source

Stop laughing, you know the rule: Never interrupt your enemy when they are making a cunt of themselves… Oh alright lets interrupt.

So Sylvia or whatever the fuck the lying cunts name is, was walking passed the footie ground when debris from one of the suicide bummers hit his mobile phone… What did the debris comprise of, teeth and toe nails?

Sylvia says that he had just finished a phone call when the suicide bummer detonated his bum – bum being how the French pronounce bomb don’t cha know – close to where Sylvia was stood… So Sylvia was stood as opposed to passing and he must have been stood pretty fucking close too because the ground has a great big fucking car park..

Sylvia was also shot in the foot, presumably by the suicide bummer before he blew himself up – although there is no mention of the bummer having a gun… Course, quite why the Bummer aimed for Sylvia’s foot is a mystery although, terrapins as a general rule only really shoot people in the legs in these hoax-play-times.

He then claims the smashed device stopped the teeth and toe nails hitting his skull, which was fortunate. He then showed the real reporters his phone which he claims stopped his head from being “blown to pieces”.



And there is the proof… A man with a photoshopped head and a photo of a phone, which if it was to his ear he was speaking on it with the phone the wrong way round, yet the Monkey-Kuntz didn’t think to verify this old bollox before publishing it… The paper should be closed down immediately… Cunts.

Worse still, the fraud newspaper also published a video of Sylvia lying his cock off… Disgraceful, to put it mildly.

However, whilst taking a butchers at the video, it suddenly dawned on me that I know this fella. He was in fact playing a fella a few months back who was pretending that he was looking for an opportunity to smuggle himself into England… It was the Chimp that run the story too – Said Somethingorother was his name.


There ya go, remember him now? Course ya do.

Mind you, I bet an awful lot of you are thinking that Sylvia looks fuck all like Said – but he does and it isn’t just me who thinks so either… The computer agrees with me for once.


Very good score that too since I have been known to get less when comparing myself with myself – and I haven’t even been photoshopped.

Now, as you may remember old Said scored maximum points when compared to the Terrorist, Michael Angelo or whatever his fucking name is.


Then again, these terrortwits do tend to look the same:


And as I am sure you are all aware, I believe that the two unpronounceable Boston bombing brothers are one and the same, hence one of them had to die.

After all, you can’t have one fella being tried as two can you?


But I digress somewhat. So anyway, if I am on the right track I.E Sylvia looks like Said and Said looks like Avocado, then to complete the circle Avocado would have to look like Sylvia right? Of course it is.


Still, I am sure that there is a reasonable explanation.

However, there is more to Said Somethingorother and his mate sat with him in the photo (shown above & below) than first meets the eye… Now that is an understatement.

Course, I realise that I am going off track a bit here, but you all know how I love a coincidence so fuck the track.

You see, I believe the fella sat next to Said, played a fella named Solomon Bygraves.


And if you are a fairly regular reader of mine then you may remember that Bygraves mugged an alleged 93 year old fella named Stanley Evans… Note Stanley, not Stan.


Solomon Bygraves

You can find the details of that story by clicking HERE

Now, the fella in this next photo is also called Stanley Evans… Note Stanley, not Stan.


And hopefully, having looked at Stanley you will know where this is going.


Now trust me that is a brilliant score because Michael Angelo’s face has been altered somewhat in that photo… Still, I feel sure that I can do better than that:


Getting better…


Course, the only reasonable explanation for that dot to dot is coincidence… I fucking love coincidence me.

And I am sure that there is a reasonable explanation for our Paris terrapin, Ahmad Almohammad, who supposedly bummed himself first at the football stadium also being an Imam named Inda Goolies, or summat like that, at the controversial Luce Mosque, thus playing a different role to that of his terrapin persona.


PHOTO: Ahmad Almohammad

The Luce Mosque is allegedly where fellow Paris Terrortwit, Mustafa Mostefai – or whatever the made up fellas name is – is believed to have attended the sermons of a Moroccan born hate preacher from Belgium.


PHOTO: Inda Goolies (pictured right of the screen)

Not convinced?

You ought to be because the computer agrees with me too:


The same mush is pictured below.


Mind you, I suppose that despite the Monkey-Kuntz printing some old bollox about a mush named, Muhammad Aftab Suleman in July of this year, they deliberately turned a blind eye to the fact that Suleman is also Ahmad Almohammad:

A Muslim IT expert who made extremist videos in his Manchester bedroom has been jailed for nearly three years for distributing radical material. 

Muhammad Aftab Suleman, 25, born in Pakistan, added English translations to videos glorifying terrorism and publishing them on YouTube. 

He was arrested at Manchester airport as he attempted to flee to Pakistan, the day after police found a stash of extremist material at his home in Crumpsall in December 2014. Source

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Photo: Suleman

And guess what the radical material Suleman was distributing contained?

You really, really will love this.

You see, the “in house” magazine contained a guide to blowing up football stadiums:

Suleman was in possession of four issues of the al-Qaeda magazine Inspire, one of which included a list of potential targets in Britain, including football stadiums, tennis matches, the Cheltenham Gold Cup, Epsom Derby and the Savoy Hotel.

And I suppose that I best show you the old comparison photo.


And like the Boston Bomb Bollox, the scriptwriters appear to have also used the brother deception in this Paris old bollox, although I would venture that not enough planning and forward thinking went into either of the hoaxes.

You see we were told that the fella in the photo below is Salah Abdeslam who is now apparently the world’s most wanted man.

15 November 2015. RESTRICTED TO EDITORIAL USE - MANDATORY CREDIT " POLICE NATIONALE " - NO MARKETING NO ADVERTISING CAMPAIGNS - DISTRIBUTED AS A SERVICE TO CLIENTS. This handout image, "appel a temoins" (call for witnesses), released by the French Police information service (SICOP) on November 15, 2015 shows a picture and description of Abdeslan Salah, suspected of being involved in the attacks that occured on November 13, 2015 in Paris. Islamic State jihadists claimed a series of coordinated attacks by gunmen and suicide bombers in Paris on November 13 that killed at least 129 people in scenes of carnage at a concert hall, restaurants and the national stadium. Credit: GoffPhotos.com Ref: KGC-149/031496 **UK Sales Only**

Salad – or whatever his name is – was one of those pesky terrapins who allegedly managed to escape after last fridays attack.

Mind you, according to the photos log his name Abdeslam Salah so why the Monkey-Boyz have reversed his name is a bit of a mystery.

Moreover, to support that claim is his police wanted poster type thingy seen in the photo below which also states his name as Abdeslam Salah.


And further evidence of his last name being Salah is the fact that his brother Ibrahim SALAH also took part in the Paris attacks, although Ibrahim was one of those who blew himself up with a belt full of those bombs that are evidently designed to kill no one else but the wearer.


There ya go, clearly stated in the bottom right hand corner, the fella’s name is Ibrahim Salah and not Ibrahim Abdeslam.

However, all that changed and all of a sudden Abdeslam became the brothers surname as shown in Ibrahim’s aherm, aherm* passport – although how the Authorities and the Press got hold of his passport is beyond me:


Nevertheless – despite Ibrahim’s first name missing the first letter in the passport – you still have to question the sudden change in surname.

However, the surname anomaly is not why I said that the hoax hasn’t been thought through properly. You see, with one brother dead and the other brother now the world’s most wanted, the scriptwriters thought that it would be a wheeze to bring in brother Mohammed.


PHOTO: Brother Mohammed at a press interview.

And as soon as I saw him I immediately thought “Fuck Me he’s got shrek’s ears”,followed by “fuck me, he is the spitting image of his brother Salad”… Apart from Salad hasn’t got Shreck’s ears.

Moreover, when you have a closer look it quickly becomes obvious that Mohammed’s ear on your right has been digitally altered… And although not immediately as obvious, so has his other ear.

Hence when you compare him to his brother Salad – face on – you only get an 83 percent rating, which is obviously still high enough to make them one and the same.


However, take the sticky-out ear away from the equation and you get the following:


Good that init?

Mind you, old Mohammed doesn’t seem terribly upset at the death of his brother or the fact that his other brother is now the world’s most wanted man.

Indeed, he says something very strange at the end of his interview which is seen in the subtitles on the following screenshot.:


I mean, his mother has effectively lost 2 sons hasn’t she, not just the one?

Oh and one more thing… I actually think Mohammed and Salad are both Jihadi John.


Take no notice of the rating, JJ’s photo is poor quality and his ear has been messed around with like you wouldn’t believe.


Getting better.


There ya go – despite the ears.

But anyway, that takes care of the first lot of attacks although I look forward to the photos of the damage done to the stadium.

Now, according to the Chimp, at 8:25 a gunman attacked two restaurants killing 15 people… Or put another way FOURTEEN more people than the THREE stooges managed over at the footie kick about.

That is to say that it was one gunman… That number has now increased:


  • At 8.25pm GMT a separate team of gunmen arrived in a Black Seat and attacked diners at popular Cambodian restaurant Le Petit Cambodge and Le Carillon bar in the trendy Canal Saint-Martin area of eastern Paris, killing 15.


Photos please:


The Gunmen then apparently drove 500 yards for their next target:


  • The same unit then drove about 500 yards to La Casa Nostra pizzeria and opened fire on diners on the terrace of the restaurant, killing at least five people.
  • From there, the militants drove around a mile south-east – apparently past the area of the Bataclan concert venue – to launch another attack, this time on La Belle Equipe bar in Rue de Charonne. At least 19 people died after the terrace was sprayed with bullets at 8.38pm GMT. The attackers then drove off.

This of course is different to what the Chimps first timeline states since they also have this attack put down to a lone gunman (see timeline photo higher up).

Nevertheless we have more heroics at the scene of this carnage old fanny:

A hero of the Paris massacre died after throwing himself in front of a bullet and saved a woman who is fighting for her life in hospital. 

In the chaos and bloodshed of Friday’s carnage friends were enjoying a birthday celebration meal when Ludo Boumbas launched himself at the crazed fanatic gunman in a hail of bullets.

How did he do that then? I mean was he watching where the gunmen were firing their rapid fire automatic machine guns, saw they were going to shoot the bird and moved quicker than a speeding bullet to save her life?

Today, his friends paid tribute to Ludo’s selfless bravery and called him ‘a hero’.

Ahhh, the old hero as proclaimed by a member of the public, common to all hoaxes – with a lot more than one in all this Paris old fanny.

Yet who in their right mind would call their child Ludo. I haven’t got a Scooby Cluedo.

An unnamed friend told MailOnline: ‘Ludo threw himself forward to protect a girl and took the bullet.

Yep, the old “unnamed source” trick comes into play… Personally I won’t publish anything anyone tells me unless I can establish their identity… That must be why I’m not a “real” journalist aye Judge Whatsaname?

‘She was also shot, but she survived and is in hospital.

How does the unnamed mush know all that then? Did they ask the bird for her name as she lay bleeding? Did he badger the ambulance driver into telling him/her which hospital they were taking the wounded girl to?

‘He loved travelling the world and above all he loved people. He was just one of life’s good, good people. He didn’t stand a chance.’ 

Well of course he was – aren’t they always?

Fedex driver Ludo was at the 35th birthday party of waitress Houda Saadi gunmen dressed in bullet proof vests moved in. 

Houda, 35, – because it was her birthday, just sayin’ – and her sister Halima, 36, were among the 19 people killed.

Their brothers Khaled and Bashir tried to save the women as they died on the floor in their arms. 

Halima, born in Menzel Bourguiba, Tunisia, was mother of two two young children, aged three and six.  

Witnesses described how the ‘trendy’ café was transformed into an emergency room as desperate medics battled to save the wounded and dying in the Paris gun massacre.

Restaurant worker Romain Ranouil, 48, described being faced with a wall of bodies as he arrived at the besieged café, which was hit by a hail of bullets in Friday night’s attacks.

Mr Ranouil described scenes of carnage as he watched his friends and colleagues dying around him.

‘At first I thought it was scaffolding collapsing, because it was a very metallic sound. Then I saw people slumped on the tables, dead,’ he told MailOnline. Source

Makes a change from describing the noise as fireworks I suppose.



It is worth a mention that Ludo is not unlike the other Terrorist Mick.


I’m not saying it is, all I am saying is keep an open mind and any newbies reading this should be aware that it would not be beyond the realms of credibility.

Then we have another suicide bummer whom I suppose will now probably become the third bummer who was at the footie stadium – once the dopey twats realise that the times do not coincide with the described events..


  • Five minutes later, Ibrahim Abdeslam, 31, set off a suicide vest outside the outside cafe ‘Comptoir Voltaire’ on the Boulevard Voltaire and close to the Bataclan theatre. He hired a black Seat car used in the attack.

Mind you having said that the Chimp has attack number 7 as a suicide bomber who blew himself up near the footie ground:


  • At around 8.50pm GMT a third blast took place near the Stade de France, this time by a McDonald’s restaurant on the fringes of the stadium. The boom caused terror among spectators who had already been attempting to flee the stadium following the first two explosions. The attacker who detonated his suicide vest was identified as a 20-year-old French man living in Belgium.

Course, it still hasn’t been revealed how this fella was identified but I really don’t think that matters at this stage. However 8:50 PM would surely make him the 2nd suicide bummer who blew himself up to fuck at 9:53 French time, whereas the unidentified bummer blew himself up to fuck at  10:15 PM… Muddying the waters even further.

I mean, don’t forget that this old bollox all comes from mostly the same article and where the info comes from different articles, they are still via the Chimp.

Nevertheless, whilst we are back on the football stadium check out the photo below:

epaselect epa05023845 Wounded people are evacuated from the Stade de France in Paris, France, 13 November 2015, after explosions were reported. At least 26 people have died in attacks in Paris on 13 November after reports of a shootout and explosions near the Stade de France stadium. EPA/IAN LANGSDON

Now according to the photo gufumph this was taken at the football stadium:

Wounded people are evacuated from the Stade de France in Paris, France, 13 November 2015, after explosions were reported. At least 26 people have died in attacks in Paris on 13 November after reports of a shootout and explosions near the Stade de France stadium

Which is strange when you consider what I have already written about the footie stadium bombings.

So, just MSM propaganda – which wouldn’t be so bad if it wasn’t so dangerous.

Another example of the Chimps propaganda/outright lies would be their article published on the 16th of November about the cancellation of the Spain Vs Belgium football match:

Belgium have been forced to call off Tuesday’s friendly with Spain due to security fears.

The game was due to be played at the Stade Roi Baudouin in Brussels – but a decision was made late on Monday to call the game off on the advice of the government.

The match had been thrown into doubt following Friday’s terrorist attacks in Paris, particularly after investigators identified a Belgian national as the possible mastermind, with Brussels seen as the springboard and with arrests made in Belgium. Source

However, the following day, the 17th of November, the shylock’s wrote this:

Belgian anti-terror police cancelled tonight’s planned international friendly against Spain after Jihadi Salah Abdeslam was spotted outside the King Baudouin stadium after returning to Brussels.

The OCAD anti-terror police have raised the threat level in Belgium to three on a scale of four. 

Yesterday, a massive operation was launched in the Molenbeek area of Brussels in a bid to arrest Abdeslam, however the terrorist managed to evade capture. Source


Obviously you remember who Salad is so you can’t tell me that Dacre’s Dunces didn’t know that they were printing made up old bollox… Fuck me, they do so everyday of the week I know, but that really is taking the piss.


Nevertheless, that brings us to the Bataclan shite… And it is shite.

I mean, don’t forget that I am investigating this Paris bollox as I am writing about it so imagine what I could come up with if I afforded it the attention that I usually give over when I’m writing about a hoax.


  • At 8.49pm GMT, the third group (believed to be three men and a woman) armed with AK-47s stormed the Bataclan music hall and began shooting members of the crowd. Survivors claim three blew themselves up and a fourth person was shot dead by police before they could detonate their bomb.

Okay, hands up who didn’t think of Batman when reading about the Bataclan false flag? I did.

Nevertheless the stories coming out of the mouths of  those who were in the theatre are too ridiculous for fucking words… And far too many to list, but here are a few:

Among the victims was Nick Alexander, 36, a gentle, bearded man from Colchester, much loved on the heavy metal rock circuit, who made his living selling posters and T-shirts. He was there with his American former girlfriend, Helen Wilson, who was shot in both thighs, but lived. ‘It was mayhem,’ she said from her hospital bed.

So, another escapade where the terrapins have had trouble aiming over waist hight… Funny how there were so many Brits shot… In fact just about everyone I have read about has been any other nationality cept French.

And amazingly, just 14 hours after the shooting was done and dusted, gentle, bearded Nick from Colchester – who was meant to be selling merchandise, although  judging by the lack of ‘Eagles of Deaf Mental’ t-shirts on show in the photos it wasn’t going too well – had:

  • been identified
  • named in the national newspapers
  • along with 3 or 4 selected photographs
  • And his American girlfriend had been informed
  • and photographed doing the usual dry-cry over in Manhattan.

That surely has to be some kind of record. (source)

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‘When anyone started running they would shoot them, so we got down on the floor. They machine-gunned everybody.’

So did they machine gun everybody or just the ones who were running? Although fuck knows how anyone could have run when the place was supposedly that packed that the dead and wounded didn’t even have space to fall to the ground.

intermittently for two hours and 40 minutes. Helen described how the killers chillingly dispatched disabled fans, who were seated in a special area with the best view of the stage. ‘They went into the back room where there were people in wheelchairs and they just started shooting them,’ she said.

That makes no fucking sense whatsoever. They shot those in wheelchairs who had the best view of the stage from a back room???

Among the others killed was a cousin of the French international footballer Lassana Diarra, who was playing for his country against Germany, just a few miles north of the hall at the Stade de France, the target of another of the attacks.

Yeah, well football plays a massive part in nearly every single false flag there is these days – a much bigger part in fact than most people realise.

It was a night of so many bleak coincidences.

You’re not fucking wrong there pal!

Two Scottish friends at the concert as a joint birthday celebration managed to sneak down into the cellar below the hall and hide there with some Italian men, listening to the terrible events unfolding above them.

You couldn’t make that shit up. After all, there are not many theatres that don’t have unlocked cellars easily accessible to the public… And back rooms of course offering the very best of views but you have to be handicapped to be eligible to go in those.

John Leader, an expat Australian, had taken his 12-year-old son Oscar to see his favourite band. Source

His son needs to get out more. A band with an ever changing line up is not a band at all.

‘One of the gunmen was surveilling the crowd while the other was shooting on it,’ he said. ‘People in their sights had no chance of surviving. There was no chance of being a hero because these guys were very organised.’ At one point in the chaos, he said, he became separated from his son and began shouting for him frantically, oblivious to the risk of drawing attention to himself.

Drawing attention to himself! Amidst all the screaming and chaos?

And I will tell you something else for nothing. If I had been with my boy there, no matter what the chaos or how big a bulge in the back of my trousers there was, the chances of me getting separated from my son would be zero, regardless of whether or not the doctors would have to operate to free my vice like grasp from his jacket afterwards.

Another newspaper then takes up John’s old fanny

The gunmen in the concert hall were “were very calm, very methodical, very slow,” John Leader, 46, told Australia Broadcasting Corp. after escaping with his 12-year-old son. Two of the men worked together, one aiming and shooting while the other covered him.

Personally I would have shit my pants instead of watching how well the terrapins performed, although I find that “one aiming and shooting while the other one covered him to be total bollox… Covered him from who?

“They weren’t in there shooting like in an American movie,” Leader said. “It was finding a target and then shooting, and then finding the next target and then shooting.”

After several minutes of lying still on the Bataclan’s floor, Pearce and people around him decided to move as the gunmen paused to reload.

Yeah, it takes fucking ages to reload… Good move John… Did they follow you… Sort of follow the leader?

“We needed to get out of this hell, to try something, at least,” he said. “Bullets started to fly again in our direction so we ran, crawled and got into a tiny dark room next to the stage.”

Which was it man? Did you run or did you crawl?

And yet another unlocked room was discovered as well as the cellar and disabled room


PHOTO: John Leader with his son – who looks as high as a kite.

“There was no exit, so we were just in another trap, less exposed, but still a trap,” he said.

Apart from the door that they entered through of course.

Mariesha Payne and Christine Tudhope, both from Scotland, hid in a cellar at the Bataclan for three hours. They had come to Paris to celebrate Tudhope’s 35th birthday and were standing near the stage when the shooting started.

Look out! We are back with the two Scots, who came to Paris to celebrate their birthdays by going to a sell out concert featuring a line up of session musicians.

Mind you, all that hiding in rooms for untold hours reminds me very much of the Tunisian old bollox.

Christine Tudhope (right) with her friend Mariesha Payne Nee Jack, at the Eagles of Death Metal gig in Paris on Friday, 13th November

PHOTO: Mariesha Payne, left and Christine Tudhope

The story then moves onto some other old sorts scarey tales:

It was a sell-out crowd at the Bataclan on Friday for the 9 p.m. concert by an American group, the Eagles of Death Metal. Less than an hour after the band began its set, a series of bangs rang out. Many thought it was firecrackers or pyrotechnics.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch some mush thought it was the sound of collapsing scaffold

“Everyone thought it was part of the show, but then I saw the lead singer’s face drop before he ran off stage, and the lights came on,” university student Hanna Corbett, 21, told the Nottingham Post newspaper of Britain.

You did well to see that darling, what with it being so dark… Do you not know the lead singer’s name then?

Mind you, the Nottingham Post got in touch in record time… Who alerted them to Hanna’s plight?


PHOTO: Hanna (notice no H at the end, they do like a variation of spelling when it comes to traditional names do the old scriptwriters) Corbett and her fella  Jack Konda

“We all just dropped to the floor. When the music stopped, there was this haunting silence in between gunfire and I could see blood on the floor.”

Yeah, we know people did that despite the lack of room.

Now at this point I should tell you that the photo of Hanna and Jack is photoshopped… Look at it closely.

And to me Hanna looks like a younger version of Christine Tudhope, the Scottish bird who was celebrating her birthday.

Indeed it is strange that the Chimp had the pairs photo side by side almost as if they were taunting us.


Indeed, even the computer gives them a 52 percent likeness although not in these two photos… But like I say, Jack and Hanna have been photoshopped.


And that is quite a coincidence… Although not for a hoax.

Indeed, Jack could be a young Philip Schofield, especially since the photo looks far from recent.


But the sneaky cunts wouldn’t do a thing like that would they… Would they?

Of course they would, it certainly wouldn’t be the first time, although I am at pains to once again point out that I am not making a statement of fact that the fella is Phil.

The story continues:

Three occupants emerged from the vehicle, armed with automatic weapons and wearing belts packed with extremely volatile explosives. They entered the club apparently unnoticed amid the high-decibel music, and opened fire at the crowd. Source

Errr, I thought that it was four? Or six? but not three.

And they just waltzed in unnoticed – past the security – with their machine guns concealed up their arses.

“Rectum Spiv”.

No Voicey, they are used to carrying them up their arses but their bombs blew them to fucking pieces and that is apparently how the authorities were able to identify one of them.

“By his ars… Rectum?”

No Voicey by his finger… His fucking finger:

The first Jihadi suicide bomber named in connection with the Paris terrorist attacks that left at least 129 people dead is homegrown terrorist Omar Ismaël Mostefai, who was identified by his finger.

The digit was found among the carnage of the Bataclan concert hall, where the 29-year-old father-of-one was one of three men who blew themselves up, killing 89 men, women and children.

French citizen Mostefai, who has a large number of convictions for petty crime but not extremist activity, is said to have a young daughter – believed to be around five years old – who former neighbours accused him of ‘abandoning’. One said when they knew him he appeared a ‘charming, a great guy’.

Investigators are now looking into claims that Mostefai spent several months in Syria in late 2013 and early 2014, possibly with IS terrorists. It is thought he was radicalised by a Belgian hate preacher of Moroccan descent said to have regularly preached at his mosque in Luce, south of Paris.

French officials identified Mostefai as one of the Paris terror attackers as seven people were detained in Belgium linked to the atrocities. A Twitter account, thought to belong to Mostefai, suggests he was a Barcelona fan whose favourite footballer was Lionel Messi. Source

Did ya clock the football mention, which comes very early on in the article? Course, much of the football connection has a common goal (no pun intended) of uniting people – sort of rivals coming together to hate on one group, but as I say, there is so, so much more to the connection than the vast majority of people know about.

Yet people believe this finger finding lark shit!

I mean, the old fanny was reported less than 48 hours later, in which time we are supposed to believe that the finger was found, rushed off to forensics, identified as being the terrorists who since he was not known for his extremism could have been a concert goer, and then the information was relayed to the press!

Course, according to scriptwriter law, at least one of the Terrapins has to be a rapper in order to associate terrapins with black gangsters… And it seems that Finger-Man was the one chosen:

The Parisian bomber who was identified by his severed finger found in the rubble of the Bataclan concert hall, has been spotted rapping in a video from 2009.

Omar Mostefai, then in his early 20s appears on on the right of the screen in a video unearthed by French satellite news channel BFM TV.

‘You had to run first,’ he raps in French, his face blackened by shadow as he stares coolly down the camera lens from behind dark glasses. Source

And fuck me, would you Adam & Eve it, the Monkey-Boyz only have the video to prove it… Although it looks to have been made by “Awfully Crap Productions” again:


Yet as I say, people really believe this shit.

In fact not only do they believe this shit, they believe it by the bucketful. Now I say that because what you are about to read shortly, is something so transparent that it should have been written on glass.

What it is is an account of the Batman theatre attack written on Facebook by a pretty young woman apparently named, Isobel Bowdry, less than a day after she survived the ‘atrocity’.

Indeed, I fully realise that the press would have us believe that all females between the ages of 15-25 are the new Rambos – who think nothing of losing a limb or two and have their tits lopped off with less thought than what they are going to have for dessert, but the reality is still very different I am not afraid to say.

And of course, the account of her ordeal – which had close to a million ‘likes’ including one each from Mark & Randi Zuckerberg – contains all of the usual MIT scriptwriter staples such as playing dead amongst the corpses so as not to be shot.

However, I could not tell you how many shares that the post has because it has now either been deleted or made private although it did have over 777,000 before I stupidly refreshed the page to get the new total – only to be left looking at the following screenshot:


Now quite why the post has either been removed or made private – which included a photo of Isobel in a bikini and another which she claims to show the top that she was wearing at the theatre, which has a smidgen of what looks to be, blood on it – is anybody’s guess… Especially with Isobel’s story having been given an awful lot of attention in the MSM.

So it is lucky that I copied and pasted her account of events beforehand isn’t it. I have not altered anything at all except to put spaces in between the text so as it is easier to read:

you never think it will happen to you. It was just a friday night at a rock show. the atmosphere was so happy and everyone was dancing and smiling. and then when the men came through the front entrance and began the shooting, we naiively believed it was all part of the show. It wasn’t just a terrorist attack, it was a massacre. Dozens of people were shot right infront of me. Pools of blood filled the floor. Cries of grown men who held their girlfriends dead bodies pierced the small music venue. Futures demolished, families heartbroken. in an instant.

Shocked and alone, I pretended to be dead for over an hour, lying among people who could see their loved ones motionless.. Holding my breath, trying to not move, not cry – not giving those men the fear they longed to see. I was incredibly lucky to survive. But so many didn’t. The people who had been there for the exact same reasons as I – to have a fun friday night were innocent. This world is cruel.

And acts like this are suppose to highlight the depravity of humans and the images of those men circuling us like vultures will haunt me for the rest of my life. The way they meticoulsy aimed at shot people around the standing area i was in the centre of without any consideration for human life.

It didn’t feel real. i expected any moment for someone to say it was just a nightmare. But being a survivor of this horror lets me able to shed light on the heroes. To the man who reassured me and put his life on line to try and cover my brain whilst i whimpered, to the couple whose last words of love kept me believing the good in the world, to the police who succeded in rescuing hundreds of people, to the complete strangers who picked me up from the road and consoled me during the 45 minutes I truly believed the boy i loved was dead, to the injured man who i had mistaken for him and then on my recognition that he was not Amaury, held me and told me everything was going to be fine despite being all alone and scared himself, to the woman who opened her doors to the survivors, to the friend who offered me shelter and went out to buy new clothes so i wouldnt have to wear this blood stained top, to all of you who have sent caring messages of support – you make me believe this world has the potential to be better. to never let this happen again.


but most of this is to the 80 people who were murdered inside that venue, who weren’t as lucky, who didnt get to wake up today and to all the pain that their friends and families are going through. I am so sorry. There’s nothing that will fix the pain. I feel priviledged to be there for their last breaths. And truly beliving that I would join them, I promise that their last thoughts were not on the animals who caused all this. It was thinking of the people they loved.

As i lay down in the blood of strangers and waiting for my bullet to end my mere 22 years, I envisioned every face that I have ever loved and whispered I love you. over and over again. reflecting on the highlights of my life. Wishing that those i love knew just how much, wishing that they knew that no matter what happened to me, to keep belieivng in the good in people. to not let those men win.

Last night, the lives of many were forever changed and it is up to us to be better people. to live lives that the innocent victims of this tragedy dreamt about but sadly will now never be able to fulfil. RIP angels. You will never be forgotten.

She can’t have been laying in much blood judging by her top!

Or the venue for that matter:


Total, total bollox… The only way that the blood could get like that is if someone was dragging a corpse around by the legs… I mean, fuck me, going by the photos of the massacre in general, stretchers were in short supply what with them all being taken up by those who didn’t need them. However, I don’t think that the shortage was that great that French paramedics had to drag the dead and wounded out by their fucking legs.

Moreover, we are told that THREE Terrapins blew themselves up in there. Now the scriptwriters may live in Cloud-Fucking-Cuckoo land but I don’t… The aim of a suicide bomber is to kill as many people as possible and cause as much devastation as they can in the process.

So, had THREE lots of bombs gone off in there, the place would be in ruins.

And whilst we are on the subject of Facebook, I also note that there was the usual arrest reported because someone had posted an inflammatory statement:

A Facebook user has been arrested after posting a message praising the ISIS terror attacks in Paris and claiming that Manchester could be next.

The post surfaced on Sunday afternoon for around 45 minutes before police were alerted and it was removed.

A 21-year-old from Todmorden, West Yorkshire, was arrested this morning and remains in police custody on suspicion of inciting racial hatred. Source

You must have noticed how someone always gets nicked for posting an inflammatory post about the latest hoax, which is all part of the agenda to censor the internet and put people off posting anything the government doesn’t like… Boy we really, really are doomed.

However, that is the kind of bollocks that we are up against. That and the photos put out in the MSM that I am going to leave you with.

Indeed, it is not unfair to say that it is shite government hoaxes like this – and they are shite, just not as shite as your average persons level of common sense – that could very easily lead us into their much sought after WW3 and any cunt who backs that is going to find out the true meaning of backing the wrong horse… Not that they are likely to be around for long to lament their moronic backing.

Yet even if this old bollox – in which the nodisinfo.com website claim NO ONE was killed – doesn’t lead to WW3, you just know that there are going to be more restrictions put on our limited freedom & free speech.

Moreover, the Cunt Cameron has now authorised another 2000 spy jobs in order to SPY ON US – Got that? Us, not terrorists… Terrorism is a fantasy in this country.

Furthermore, the Prime Mincer has authorised an extra TWO BILLION POUNDS be handed over to the security services on top of their vastly over inflated yearly budget… Strange how he can do that yet there is no money to feed the poor, don’t cha think? (source)

He is taking the proper fucking piss… All of the evil narcissistic cunts are.


Talking of which, I see that the bent copper Bernard Boss hog Howe-the-fuck-did-he-ever-get-the-job, has called for another 500 armed police in the wake of the Pathetic-Paris-Pisstake.

However, if you needed further proof that we are already living in a police-state, you need look no further than the cops who were on duty at the England football match last night.


According to Banana Dacre’s Dunces:

She is the new face of British policing.

Armed to the teeth and sporting military fatigues and a combat helmet, the officer is part of a counter-terrorism unit unveiled at Wembley last night.

The elite Scotland Yard squad arrived in huge armoured vehicles to throw a ring of steel around the 80,000 fans watching England beat France.


That’s progress for ya!

But did you notice the 80,000 fans again.

And did you notice that the robo-copper is a she?

Again that wasn’t just the luck of the draw. A ‘she’ was specially selected to further the agenda to empower women and reduce men to spineless wimps.

Indeed, that is why there are always photos like the following two after a government hoax has taken place:


I mean, why else is he allowed by the flowers whilst everyone else is behind barriers?

Fuck me, we even have male BBC presenters breaking down in crocodile tears when reporting about this false fright-night… Crying, the dry-cry for people you don’t know, especially when it is only a smoke and mirrors pantomime is low… Cesspit low in fact.

Indeed, the turncoat cunts need to be given something to bring real tears to their eyes.

And that is almost it although I could write an awful lot more… Indeed, I have not even begun to discuss the crisis actors playing victims in this old shit, but from what I have picked up so far the cunts appear to be getting around 3 victims out of one person’s mush.


PHOTO: Two of the Paris victims, both without a doubt the same fella, cept the one to the right has had his ear lopped off and if you want a real laugh, enlarge the photo and look at No-Ear’s nose… Amateur in the extreme.

I will tell you something else for fuck all too. I am very glad I am not of Middle-Eastern appearance or a Muslim, because it is truly a very dangerous time to be such – anywhere in the world at the moment.

Neither have I met a Muslim yet who wants to convert me to anything, let alone Islam or Sharon’s Whatsits… And I have met and spoken to many.

Indeed, there is no terrorism in this country, but let the Cunts in power keep us on this slippery slope and soon enough Muslims will turn to terrorism.

In truth, what we need is our own little self sufficient island just big enough to sustain the small minority of us who want no part of this madness that the mindless mugs & thugs think of as life… Beam me the fuck up Scotty.



And it isn’t just a foil blanket that will guarantee you a photo in the dailys. Being dead is always good for a photo opportunity.


But why photoshop if all is as we are told?


And whatever you do, do not forget the fucking shoes.

Police pass a pair of abandoned shoes seen left in the street near the Bataclan concert hall the morning after a series of deadly attacks in Paris, November 14, 2015. REUTERS/Charles Platiau