“I pity the fool,”, said mister Tee, about the ones who don’t get the reference of Coleen from the last post… Ewe, fools.
Los Hilos de Sasha. Look her up. Google her, and then judge.
Anyhow, did your Dumas-es know that the Universe farts? And wouldn’t Ewe know, IT!, it’s a fucking symphony. It’s trou 🕳️, singularly sort of Spic.
And in case you have not noticed, if you’ve read this far, this is an intermission… así que como dice la vía lactea…
It’s the scientific method.
Now fuck off, got some Slow Horses to catch up to.