koshal

early in the 1600’s, a young man named abdhul sharma preached to the people of afghanistan about the potential threats of terrorizers. after three years, he soon gave up this job to seek out a better one. when he reached the country of persia, he met a young woman named puja.

in the years after that they spent together, they formed a small but successful couscous restaurant where you could get a small bowl for only 30 ducats. when abdhul seemed to be at the peak of his happiness, the tables turned against him when he found out that his wife puja had committed adultery with the children at the nearby public toilets. he soon went into depression, cursing the lords, asking why his wife had cheated on him and why g-d created him as a hindu. now 76 years old, he has a young daughter named par timah.

par timah went on to marry -n-l sharma, who actually turned out to be her (first) cousin, so that their marriage was technically illegal in the united states but as they both lived in iraq at the time they were wed, that fact didn’t matter to anyone. together, par timah and -n-l escaped to america in hope for a ‘better’ life, only to be tortured by their peers for their lifestyle and genetic love of couscous.

thus, their daughter koshal is the result of inbreeding, usually found with a deformation of horrendous facial features.
john: ugh, there was a fugly -ss chick who came to terry’s party yesterday and kept hitting on me in some foreign language.

sarah: there was a koshal at the party?

john: yeah, but this a hybrid koshal, with one eye two unibrows.
heck, she makes a chupacabra look like a wedding cake!
early in the 1600’s, a young man named abdhul sharma preached to the people of afghanistan about the potential threats of terrorizers. after three years, he soon gave up this job to seek out a better one. when he reached the country of persia, he met a young woman named puja.

in the years after that they spent together, they formed a small but successful couscous restaurant where you could get a small bowl for only 30 ducats. when abdhul seemed to be at the peak of his happiness, the tables turned against him when he found out that his wife puja had committed adultery with the children at the nearby public toilets. he soon went into depression, cursing the lords, asking why his wife had cheated on him and why g-d created him as a hindu. now 76 years old, he has a young daughter named par timah.

par timah went on to marry -n-l sharma, who actually turned out to be her (first) cousin, so that their marriage was technically illegal in the united states but as they both lived in iraq at the time they were wed, that fact didn’t matter to anyone. together, par timah and -n-l escaped to america in hope for a ‘better’ life, only to be tortured by their peers for their lifestyle and genetic love of couscous.

thus, their daughter koshal is the result of inbreeding, usually found with a deformation of horrendous facial features.
john: ugh, there was a fugly -ss chick who came to terry’s party yesterday and kept hitting on me in some foreign language.

me: there was a koshal at the party?

john: yeah, but this a hybrid koshal, with one eye two unibrows. heck, she makes a chupacabra look like a wedding cake!
1) a farm that produces abundant amounts of cocaine and methamphetamine hidden in the form of cous-cous.

2) a girl/boy that looks more hideous than a whirlin’ pig that spent a day out in the mud. a fugly person.
tomas: ugh! did you see that girl at the party yesterday!

troy: yeah! she was such a koshal!