Revolv’er

Ah, look at ol’ the lonely people.

 

Now with more cow, Belle.

1. Fuck YOU Pablo in particular, and your Nazi-Peruvian 🪖 préfecture artists, también. I know that you are now burning in hell motherfucker, but you are going to think that the Devil was a Dame when you see me crossing that fucking gate.

Key word here mister Torre (nice shirt) is the Pe 🇵🇪 not the Ph 🇵🇭.

Good day, sunshine.

Nor~ah Jones kin goes here… Ragas to riches.

… Jello’ what? Ain’t no Jell-O on the submarine, how can Ewe have any Yello’ if The Pink Moon en BaBeLia forgot the puddin’?

Any 🦉 hoot, Doris Kerns-Goodjeer… Joe Scarborough recently learned that his co-HOst, Mika Scarborough, is a Head fan; and now, that GOP hound dog knows what it feels to be a fan of the Dead… and Ewe know you should be glad, Cousin Joe.

2. In local blogs, Armando Segovia skipped the France Tú sphère. In other words Öüï don’t know if Flavia brought in a comedian, a magician or, a politician. Sources close to Fenster the copy editor relay that Catalonio Barcelonneto de Peralvillo split the difference between those potential guests on the France Tú Show and a car full of clowns 🏌️‍♀️.

3. Eye forgot what Three was but Öüï will screen-that-out when we switch, IT!, over to due process on the checkers board for babies