The holy month of Ramadan is here. Allahu Akbar. My iman is high. But I know some of you are struggling with bad habits. The biggest is addiction. A brother asked me for du'a to help him stop stroking his manhood to Xvideos just today after Friday prayers.
This is a common du'a request at the masjid from the internet generation. In my days, boys used to resort to women's underwear catalogues for sexual relief. Took quite a bit of imagination to convert those granny knickers into titillating excitement. But now it's all HD vids about every kind of fetish. This is a depraved generation. Pretty sure y'all are going straight to hell - don't pass go, don't collect $200.
A lady with the same problem asked for helped too. "I will pray for you my sister in Islam" I said. "There's no shame in o addiction. Whatever we can do to lessen the stimulation of your kintir."
One guy at the masjid came in with a bestiality addiction. Something about the rotundity of a horse's inviting rump excited deep passions in his African heart. With prayer and with Quran saar he was cured. Another had a gambling addiction. I blasted the shaytan out of him.
A man came in with pedophilia issues. He begged for help. I was sickened to my stomach. I threw the bum out and cursed him for good measure. Ain't got no time for kiddie fiddlers. Keep the faith walaalayal and don't become like @Boqor and @Reiko
This is a common du'a request at the masjid from the internet generation. In my days, boys used to resort to women's underwear catalogues for sexual relief. Took quite a bit of imagination to convert those granny knickers into titillating excitement. But now it's all HD vids about every kind of fetish. This is a depraved generation. Pretty sure y'all are going straight to hell - don't pass go, don't collect $200.
A lady with the same problem asked for helped too. "I will pray for you my sister in Islam" I said. "There's no shame in o addiction. Whatever we can do to lessen the stimulation of your kintir."
One guy at the masjid came in with a bestiality addiction. Something about the rotundity of a horse's inviting rump excited deep passions in his African heart. With prayer and with Quran saar he was cured. Another had a gambling addiction. I blasted the shaytan out of him.
A man came in with pedophilia issues. He begged for help. I was sickened to my stomach. I threw the bum out and cursed him for good measure. Ain't got no time for kiddie fiddlers. Keep the faith walaalayal and don't become like @Boqor and @Reiko
