In local news at The Nelson Mandela Garden next to my threshold on the Bourse de Pinault, Nelson owes Mí, five motherfucking Krugerrands… and Danny Glover, aussi!!!

Great Whites and Krugerrands. Lethal Weapons from a Mel Gibson quesadilla.

Any hoot, Snoop Dogg, South Africa ain’t got Jack diddly Squat on this viewing party, Eye tells you what (dough) Öüï have no idea who those fucking bobos³ on the Everybody’s in L.A. international viewing party are, but we got windows at The Place Where Évry body knows your name… you can’t see the Eiffel Tower but Eye be damned if Episode Three topic (helicopters) are not hovering around, but not today, it’s The Weekend and the pilot unions don’t allow flight plans, so-pena of getting a hefty Dodger Dog fine. Ask Gabriel Iglesias, or look it up on Jon Stewart’s rhinestone-studded iphone.

Connectivity is nothing without a source… Six Degrees of Paris / L.A., period!

Over at the Avi Velshi Show, Netanyahu is finally put into a box, a clan really, but Évry body knows that Jews are a fucking tribe.