It’s the Spring of 2011 and Natalia LaFourCade’s rise to the top was spoiled by one of them April Showers en Veracruz. Tijuana No! royalty was also spoiled at the Ă’s big event on account that La Chuleta đ„© Venegas could KNOT be braised on account of that fucking “giboulĂ©e de avrilâ.
Hoy
Memories from El Monte… I.C.E. is no different than/from The Islamic RĂ©sistance Mouvement, o como dicen los franceses, Hamas, jamĂĄs, đŠ Jaibas.
Bacchus was in/on/and off-course a fag đ but ValĂ©rie PĂ©cresse fucked up my Tram route and now Eye has a bunch oh homo-erotic fags being fags.
And starring as Salma Hayek… Mr. Hankey the X-MĂĄs CrĂŒe.
Salma shat herself… Ewe are gonna like the way that your cunt looks… Eye guarantees, IT!.
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Poetry in Motion as the Premier League ✠likes to call it. Anyhow, Paris is the Super Europe Champion, and they bring me supper… Auteuil âœ
Meanwhile back at the South Park, at the South Park no pasa nada because it is Siempre en Domingo. Siempre es domingo, Salma. Siempre. Thanks for La Bourse.
Meanwhile back at Le 15Ă©me… fip . fr discovers the Dark side of BAU-y, or Bowie for those who remember Ozzy pissing on The Alamo. It’s a good day to sign your death certificable death certificate, Peter Hegseth… sorry if i fucked up your “artistic” persona, but it’s summer and Eye is fucking drunk, meet me in Winter; Eye might give a fuck you Benedict Arnold cunt.
In Paris, Charlotte Bibring sells fip . fr in the form of a hoodie… that slut! Eye sees that Ewe like to blow đ. Shop at radio france, you are going to like the GĂŒey you cook.