And, Jacqueline Alemany… You see that fresa on the moon?

🍓… That’s a Strawberry Daiquiri on The Moon, Eye put it there so that you don’t get too inebriated on Deadline. Now about those Ales… Judge Pirro and Eye are going to bark at the moon tonight. Keep’em coming. 🍻

Who Wore White Best?

… Tell you what, Judge Pirro… Let’s toilette paper that Kavanaugh fucker’s fallen tree. And nevermind that philosopher on your panel, he’s got skidmarks on his fruit of the loom . And Donna Perino… you like Ale?

And, Judge Pirro, I can assure you, Eye is age appropriate, by French Standard’s anyway… tick tock and it don’t stop: Eye Want to Sex You Up in an Emperor’s wardrobe… I’ll wear white if you want me to, but Eye won’t do that!

Think about, IT!, Judge Pirro, we’ll have cold Taco Bell for breakfast, —in bed. Ewe knows you want to, so don’t be coy, it doesn’t fit you, youse a fox 🦊. I promise you, Judge Pirro, that if you and Eye do the waltz you won’t look like a toro de lidia en tercio de banderillas, like Yellow Ribbon 🎗️ buddy fucker made you look when you fellows did the Ballroom Blitz, —yes he did.

 

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