You are cursed, but never blessed...
You are jealous of my love of Moodah - may the cud be upon him.
In the ancient times, before pay toilets and sliced bread, there was Moodah. He would walk the banks of the Euphrates, in search of grass to eat and children to love. Moodah didn't like devil worshippers and anyone who was named Mo-Hammad, Mohammud, Mohammad, or anything like that.
"How unimaginative!" Moodah would say. "And how evil! Mo had sex with children and raped and killed people. The devil is strong in the Mo people"
Moodah discovering the joy of kush and ice cream.
"The people of Moodah love life, the sun, good times, the joy of family and kush. Life is too short to listen to a wailing man in a tower, or run into a building with a small carpet five times a day!"
The other nodded their heads in agreement.
"I am thankful that their women are covered though. You should see what they look like! UGLY is a four letter word!"
Moodah is wise
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And of course, approximately 2000 years ago, the followers of Moo-Hammud started hanging around the river, also partaking of the kush and the warmth and beauty of the sun. The problem with MooHammad is that he and his followers have attitudes. That is why I follow the teachings of Moo-Dah.
Just sayin'.
And this is a gratuitous picture taken inside "The Moodah Barn"