Anjem Choudary V Sebastian Faulks

Aye up! Someone has rattled the cage of moslem fucknut Anjem Choudary and the poor darling is a tad miffed(when is he ever not?).

MUSLIM firebrand Anjem Choudary caused new outrage last night after demanding author Sebastian Faulks be tried before an Islamic court where the penalty could be possible execution.

He said the bestselling novelist should be hauled before a Sharia court to answer charges that he had insulted the Prophet Mohammed by describing the Koran as the “rantings of a schizophrenic”.

In the interview last week, Mr Faulks added that the English translation of the Koran was a “depressing read”.

Yep it is, however the fucknut Choudary is not happy at someone expressing an opinion.

Still this is a chap who wants every woman in the UK dressed up in burkhas little more than a chattle of their menfolk, who marches and calls for Sharia law the stone age system that still recognizes slavery as a status. A system that takes the word of a man over that of women and over that of non moslems.

He brands Christmas as evil and says that folk who enjoy a drink should be flogged; has he met Liam Donaldson the health nut I wonder, they would get on really well.

A fucknut who wants non moslems to wear signs like Jews in a ghetto.

“Mr Faulks was extremely naïve for what he said and it could have some grave consequence for him,” he said.

“He’s not the first person to insult the Prophet. You can see with Theo van Gogh and Salman Rushdie and whole host of other people that it does have those consequences.

“There are many people out there who do like to take things into their own hands.

“Someone like this needs to be assessed in an Islamic court of law and if he’s found guilty then there would be capital punishment.

Thankfully we do not have this evil stone age system of barbarism, despite the best efforts of the New Labour filth; so I will send him the letter from the Zaporozhian Cossacks to the Turkish Sultan. The words sum up my feelings to Choudary and his stone age ilk.

Zaporozhian Cossacks to the Turkish Sultan! O sultan, Turkish devil and damned devil's kith and kin, secretary to Lucifer himself. What the devil kind of knight are you, that can't slay a hedgehog with his naked ass? The devil excretes, and your army eats. You will not, you son of a bitch, make subjects of Christian sons; we've no fear of your army, by land and by sea we will battle with thee, fuck your mother.

You Babylonian scullion, Macedonian wheelwright, brewer of Jerusalem, goat-fucker of Alexandria, swineherd of Greater and Lesser Egypt, Armenian pig, Podolian thief, catamite of Tartary, hangman of Kamyanets, and fool of all the world and underworld, an idiot before God, grandson of the Serpent, and the crick in our dick.

Pig's snout, mare's ass, slaughterhouse cur, unchristened brow, screw your own mother! So the Zaporozhians declare, you lowlife. You won't even be herding Christian pigs. Now we'll conclude, for we don't know the date and don't own a calendar; the moon's in the sky, the year with the Lord, the day's the same over here as it is over there; for this kiss our ass!

Koshovyi Otaman Ivan Sirko, with the whole Zaporozhian Host.

Anjem Choudary go fuck a pig like your mother before you.

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