Game over

That which should never have been created... has indeed been created in the UK. 

WHERE FUCKERS?

WHERE IS MY KEBAB IN A CAN FUCKERS? WHO CAN DO THIS FOR HUMANITY FUCKERS? THIS SOLVE ALL OF THE PROBLEM FUCKERS. THE AMERICA HE CAN HAVE THE PANCAKE WHY WE NO HAVE THE KAN O'KEBAB FUCKERS?

ORGANIC TOO FUCKERS!

DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS IS FUCKERS?

THIS IS THE EXCELLENCE CHILLI FUCKERS. IF YOU HAVE THE QUALITY CHILLI OR THE JUSTICE CHILLY OR THE JUST PLAIN AWESOMENESS CHILLI AFTER YOUR KEBAB YOU WILL MAKE RUINING OF THE KEBAB YOU HAVE JUST EATEN FUCKERS. DON'T DO THAT TO YOUR KEBAB FUCKERS. ROLL WITH THE EXCELLENCE CHILLI EVERY TIME FUCKERS.

I LIKE YOUR KIDNAP VAN, GUY

only a man with Istanbul-sized balls can roll in a kidnap van kitted out with spectator windows and large red type shouting the nature of his business. That's right. I'm taking your kids and giving them the Boner Kebab.

basically an upgrade to all the Krampus/Gypsy/Pied Piper horror stories parents have used since forever to manipulate their kids. You better behave or you'll get The Gypsy's burlap sack. Now parents ain't gotta say shit. All they have to do is raise an eyebrow slightly and the kids get the fear. You don't want a ride in the dirty Boner van, do you?

Tossed Salad Man ain't got shit on Mr. Boner Kebab.

EAT MY WIFE

Reporting from Japan. Turkish kebabs with Turkish names sold into my mouth.

Big In Japan

Why not?

KEBAB PIZZA IN YOUR MOUTH

That's how they do in Trelleborg, Sweden. AKKA GRILL reprezent.

YOU WANT LOOK THIS GOOD?

You want the London Pants?
EAT YOUR KEBABS FUCKERS.

Oh please

Let's call this photo Nice Try Fuckers But The Döner Has Already Been Invented Fuckers.

DON-AIR

Good afternoon ladies and gentleman. Welcome on boner. This is your captain speaking...

DON'T BRING A KEBAB SWORD TO A KNIFE FIGHT

This piece of news combines efficiently three of my favorite subjects.

Crazy old British people, random acts of xenophobia, and kebab.

“A 68 year old Kent woman was arrested and charged with racism when the Romanian born owner of a second hand junk shop called Police after she refused to believe that the post office letter box outside his shop was not for sale.

A witness heard her say "You bloody foriegners come over here and buy up all our great British institutions". First it was phone boxes and London Bridge. Now it's letter boxes. Where will it end ? He said that Mr Urpuckets told her that if she was unhappy she should complain to the Maidstone Chamber of Commerce. When she told him she was too busy he suggested she should write them a letter. It was when he mockingly told her to post the letter in the box that she "went mental" ! She entered the shop and picked up an ornamental Samurai sword and said that she would open him up like a F-----g letter. Whilst swinging the sword toward him she threatened to cut off his "balls and stick them in a Doner Kebab".

Just like that.

Beautiful Girls for Beautiful Boys...

WHAT ARE YOU, ENGLISH?

i think i speak for all of Anatolia when i say GET THE FUCK OUT OF OUR SIGHT YOU CLEVER PRETENDER COCKSUCKER.

MEXICANS LIKE KEBABS TOO

Straight outta Chihuahua. 3.9 tons, 13 feet high, enough to serve 24,000 tacos.

HE-LAL

Halal (حلال, ḥalāl, Halaal) is an Arabic term designating any object or an action which is permissible to use or engage in, according to Islamic law and custom. It is the opposite of haraam. The term is widely used to designate food seen as permissible according to Islamic law. It is estimated that 70% of Muslims worldwide follow halal food standards[1] and that the global halal market is currently a $580 (U.S.) billion industry

MEAT SWEATS ARE EARNED, NOT GIVEN

hells to the yes, live from Istanbul.

HOW TO MAKE THE WHOLE PLANE FIRST CLASS

OH, SNAP

NOW THAT'S A DJ.

IT AINT WHERE YOURE AT ITS WHERE YOURE FROM

pop quiz. in what city was the döner kebab invented?

if you answered Istanbul, Damascus, Beirut, or Ankara, go eat a fucking curry and shit your sad, amateur guts out.

the döner kebab is some Berlin shit. invented there; perfected there. in berlin you can have Darth Vader himself slice your sandwich meat with his red-ass light saber. that was offered to me once by my ninja Mehmet over at Döner Oasis, just off Nollendorfplatz. it sounds cool, sure, and Darth was all like breathing tough and like 9 feet tall, special appearance at Döner Oasis, but his light saber made me think of a Labrador's meat missile. if your appetite can't be diminished by the thought of wet dog cock scratching its itch against the contents of your pita bread, you're a drunker motherfucker than i.

anyway, kebabs rule, names of kebab places rule, Mehmet rules, turkish people rule, the signs for kebab shops rule so much harder than your gay little gyros signs, and Boner Kebab is the best ever name for a blog ever so save it.