Yo! Ajoomma… this are my CredEnTÍAls

The Four Seasons is a pizza… and Henry was a pompous ass.

Efemérides… Vivaldi played way to fast and he was, of course, a silifag®️² user… which is why his chompers were tight, MAN!

This is not a SEAL.

😬

P.S.A.

… [A]nd, GO’ill de Niza, Öüï reckons that as long as mister Jaggard doesn’t Kiss his Own ass, Évry thing in Matignon is honky-Dory 🐡.

Go, Johnny—GO!
🏴‍☠️
Go, go, go, Johnny—GO!
Johnny be good.

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But speaking of “celebrities” kissing their own ass, El Festival de Cannes arranca hoy.

It’s called the Napólëòn Syndrome, and it’s the leading cause of chronic navel~gazing, the cure is of course, masturbation.

Oh, “Hi, [yada, yada, yada]… you may remember me from such docudrama films as Viejas Feas: Eww! and SEALs vs. Otters: The Road to Victory.”

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