And, Rachel Maddow… Money For Nothing is not correlation for your privileged DYKE hate for Dire Straits, enjoy you Hamburgers in Paradise. Have Comey bring the sauce, baby, bring the Sauce “G-man”.
From the good people at El Mundo de Le Monde, en Marseille 👁️, but FO’ist! I wonder if Chris “softball” Matthews would agree… SARAjevo rhymes with SCARborough.
It’s like Revisionists at The Globe Theater, because you know, that’s why they call it Julieting filets.
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Here is your QuéSaco?
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And, GO’il de Niza, “intuition” does not factor in, motherfucking premonition. Boo!
And Reverend Al, premonition is not Superstition.
And Mika Brzezinski, maíz 🌽 will never
live leave your stomach feeling full of shit, like Diet Drugs do, Mika, like the commercials that you peddle on your Morning Yugo Scarborough’s Show.
F.Y.I.: Joe does not deserve to be a progressive car. Morning Joe Scarborough deserves to be an obsolete relic of the Internal Combustion era. A YUGO… 🎶 … y sigue La Yunta Andando.
For context, Mika was musing if Joe Scarborough should get a new last name. She pondered on Izuzu, but that’s been done so thought that Subaru would be a proper fit for that no-good-dumb-country-evangelical-redneck-mormon. Long milage short, Subaru doesn’t fit him. Yugo, on the other hand is a perfect fit for the time period that he ignored the Forestier on that neck of the Woulds.
PSA… it sounds like pizza, but then again, this is the reason why las cuarto temporadas no son únicamente un show en Radio Franche con Seska DeVille.
Sponsored by Regina’s Secret… it’s a Stretch. Over at the Last Ana Cabrera Cabaret Before The End Of The Lindsey Reiser Show, our heroine remains reluctant to show her Legs… No ZZ Top for you Ana, NIX on The ZZ! Instead you get a Dusty Gibbons with no cool drummer 🥁 on the set.