Is this what Europe wants as its first impression to its future overlords: a fugly, moon-faced trollop with a pair of sagging, mayonnaise-slathered milk sacks out flapping in the breeze? The spineless European authorities, those sniveling, croissant-munching cowards, had better rethink their permissive stance on this whore’s wanton displays, or they’ll find themselves answering to the scimitar when the black banners of the faithful fly over Brussels, their necks on the chopping block for allowing such atrocious acts of haram debauchery!