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Note to the owner of my CLONED sfr (benevolent) SIM CARD:

Wait for it…


Breaking in Yucatán… A Bailar en La Pista de Baile… El Botones 🛎️ 🕺🏽 Ay! 🧜🏻‍♀️

Bill Richardson moonlighted as Gilberto Bosques and that motherfucker spared Jimmy Buffett from having to sing Paul McCartney’s diddies for a Pinochet’s général on the trajineras–es—ES of Chris Rea’s 🏌️Rhodes to Hell.

And then “El Ratón Vaquero” rang the bell…. A la escuela, bola de putos! this is Hell Paso High. Issy, que se chupe los labios 💋 y que Chingue a Su Madre, “Cri~Cri” 🦗.


Not a matchstick man, those fucken’ cowards are in a TinderBox… they keep Hell lit-up when it occasionally “Freezes OVER”.

You are a coward, and enjoy your R.S.A. spoils, and that French retirement for V.I.P. godmothers and opportunists de La 1/5 République française.

The following is the real-time DRAFT of a de-railed investigative anthropologie, or as them FISHBONE once described in The Reality of My Surroundings³ : Give a Monkey a Brain and He’ll Swear He’s the Center of the Universe²

³~. But that is only because, I can see for Miles, and beyond San Fernando, —en California.
²~. 🪘🙈🧑‍🚀🙉👮‍♂️🙊🧑‍⚖️🐒🃏🎷🪄🎺 https ://en .wikipedia .org /wiki /Give_a_Monkey_a_Brain_and_He’ll_Swear_He’s_the_Center_of_the_Universe

 

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