morena-francia pre•senta : Popeye Doyle

The French Connection

… like Eye said, Susan Poveda, I’ve seen that motherfucking movie too, but for the sake of, IT!, will Will, play along so long as there is a parallel between morenos, prietos y, negros.

Eight Theys a Weak … One Notch up from 24-7

 

… who’s up for a guisado 🍲 gumbo? Not “popeye’s” at République. That’s fo’sure.

I’m serious, Snoop nigga Dog, motherfuckers don’t even serve Cajun beans, nigga!!! Know, Cajun Beens? Don’t stroll yer’ scooter into Popeye’s in France, nigga, ain’t no spice in that joint — it’s just a copy cat, the real fried chicken is at… (Support yer’ local nigger).

Y ahora vamos a escuchar las aventuras de Juanito guanabacoa… who curiously enough could not make it onto rfpp , net, period.

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