The Colonel is NOT dead!

Oh dammit - I am

My People still love me!

It was only my spare!

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Death to the infidels!

Catch me if you can ...

Important Interview today regarding Pig Dog allegations

Today your beloved Colonel was asked to attend an interview to answer allegations from the pig dog Crusader aggressors against my loyal troops freeing Libyan maidens from the cockroach rebels.

For the interview I wore my new designer sunglasses, a jet black beret from Paris France and a matching flowing black robe from deepest Afghanistan.

I know my countrymen & women were pleased with the way their revolution leader was turned out but of course this will not be reported in the Crusader Press.

Long live freedom, long live Libya, long live the Colonel!

I am Simon Cowell's secret accuser

The Colonel would like to announce today that it is I that accused Simon Cowell of fixing his pig dog 'Britain's Got No Talent' program. I did it to expose his program as being a farce - Cowell had the audacity to refuse the Colonel's performing camels act into the contest, despite promises of smuggled explosives and as many barrels of oil he could store in his garage.

The Colonel will continue to expose corruption from the crusader pig dogs until it stops or I am silenced - which isn't going to happen! 

The Colonel is just too good looking to be Vain

Today the Colonel will finally reveal that Carly Simon's song "You're so Vain" was actually about the good Colonel himself .....

You walked into the conference
Like you were walking onto a yacht
Your cap strategically dipped above your eyes
Your headscarf was apricot
You had one eye in the mirror
As you watched yourself gavotte
And all the girls dreamed that they'd be your maidens
They'd be your maidens, and

You're so vain
You probably think this song is about you
You're so vain
I'll bet you think this song is about you
Don't you? Don't you?

You had Libya several years ago
When it was still quite naive
Well, you said that you made such a perfect leader
And that you would never leave
But you gave away the things you loved
And one of them was guns
I had some dreams they were clouds in the oil
Clouds in the oil, and

You're so vain
You probably think this song is about you
You're so vain
I'll bet you think this song is about you
Don't you? Don't you?

Well, I hear you went up to Al Burayqar
And your army naturally won
Then you flew your Jet up to Banghazi
Where NATO jets kicked your bum
Well, you're where you should be all the time
And when you're not, you're with
your personal nurse or the butt of a camel
The butt of a camel, and

You're so vain
You probably think this song is about you
You're so vain
I'll bet you think this song is about you
Don't you? Don't you?