The recent fireball of Calgary

[Murphy]

Keep trying, Nassir. I am God's arrow. :lol:

 

[lone wolf]

Comets are hurled out of the sun at great speed .. it is like you throw a stone .. so it will go through the space to some targets or they roam in the space without any target. And when they come near to some objects, usually they are attracted by cold regions and cold objects.. see these fireballs almost in the sky of cold regions like Siberia, the north of Canada and Alaska.

Then comets impact cold objects leaving craters behind .. which explain the large number of craters on Moon (being a cold object) and on many asteroids (also cold objects)

http://www.quran-ayat.com/universe/new_page_3.htm#Comets
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Like I said.... Crack a book. Comets are frozen chunks of debris glued together by ice - hardly something that would come from any sun. They can't think so they can't choose targets....

http://meteorcrater.com/

 

[selfsame]

Yay, Trumbbb, Owoww, Fishish
Once upon a time

A respectful forum decided to participate in combating the terrorists, so unanimously they chose Murphy the brave one with his rifle.

But lest he might run away they decided to send twila to gore his but should he think about running away. They decided also to chain Murphy to twila and twila be behind him so as to watch him carefully.

Moreover, they demanded that his father should go to encourage him .. so he said: "Son, be brave and go to combat the terrorist and I will encourage you."

So they went Murphy chained to twila and his father to encourage him.
They reached to the battle field, Murphy hesitated and wanted to flee .. twila watching him .. she ran joyfully crying : Yay!
She gore his but .. Trumbb
Murphy said: Owoww! like the Cartoon Tom and Jerry: the famous cry of Tom
The gases came out after the goring of his but: Fishish
Then Murphy said: Damned you.
He turned to see his father retreating silently, and he said to his father: "Curse on you; you put me in this situation then you run away!?" Then the communication was lost between the son and the father.

Two terrorists near to them heard the noise, and were alert; one of them put his binocular and saw the father retreating, Murphy with his rifle and camouflage in position with twila chained behind him.
So the terrorist burst with laughter and fell to the ground laughing and laughing .. he said: Thank you, God! You sent for us Murphy to let us enjoy ourselves; thank You God!
The other terrorist said: Will I dispatch him?
The first terrorist said: What? What are you saying: let us enjoy ourselves first. .. etc.

So this is the story of Murphy the brave and his father combating the terrorists, entitled
Yay, Trumbbb, Owoww, Fishish :laughing6:

 

[Murphy]

Very good. What happened to Nassir? You see, Nassir isn't gifted enough to write a story. He is only good at cut and paste Satanic verses.

For that reason, I know that he has friends at his hovel helping. It's not paying off, so keep trying.

I, on the other hand, do not need help. I will post some more stories about your hateful ways after supper. :lol:

Pork pies are on the menu.