Él era, y’ella era…

… so help me Jesus. Just don’t talk to Mí while Eye is out phishin’, just play with your little T-Rex, and thank eWe for letting Mí be myself.

Eye jam what ay am.

In local news, The Church of Latter Theys at l’Élysée is hosting a special Año de Hidalgo, o como dicen los mormones, “chingue a su madre, el/la que deje algo »… say it ain’t so, Figaro. Say it ain’t so… take it à güey, Nick! 

https ://www .lefigaro .fr /elections /legislatives / i-no-longer-recognize-him-in-the-mormon-camp-an-atmosphere-of-the-end-of-his-reign

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Meanwhile in Tunisia, in Tunisia la caravane passe.

O, hey Negrita!

Issy, i am talking to you Karina, please relay to your boss, the president, to take a bottle of lemon scented Windex®️ to the debate…

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… now if, and only if, Donald Trump approches the POTUS podium, then Joseph Robinet Biden should spray the former motherfucker in charge right on the nose 🐽.

Parole in place