There is no such thing as “la dernière pièce” until the Fat Lady sings… and ol’Öüï saw was nuttin’ but lemons, nice lemons but not from the deck of El Camello Brujo en télé-matin de Metrópolis.

I Love L.A., and the 49 freeloading states starting with Lower Alabama, you fat welfare queens.

Meanwhile at the Garden of Elon 🍎

It’s all a fucking illusion, mister Brzezinski. All of it 🧩.

Now, about yesterday’s Opening Day in L.A., what can Eyes say, Öüï catched the diamond boys from a palco en Châtelet… and then I went skateboarding.

Metropolis Seats… fucking amateurs 🩰🪄⛓️‍💥📍

Jump to PRIMERA EDICIÓN… 22 de febrero, 2025 en sábado de BaBeLia en El País…

Here is the play, Kamel El Mago, if that is even your real name, and in the next segment Eye is going to deconstruct your little Church sticky note on Channel 2📍 ⚾ playball, motherfucker, it’s the Bottom of La Seine and JULIO IGLESIAS is at The Mound, Nicole Wallace (knot that one) is on Second and it’s the end of The Presidential Campaign in Deutschland.

Jump to AÑO L, número 17.374.

I’m going to SAW 🪚 your book in half.

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