Boat people have, no reason — How big is your cunt

It’s Mexican Indio-penance Day and don Porfirio’s birthday’s Eve. To mark the occasion La Guadalupana will sign her soul away to The Paris Tourism Board, our correspondent from the Federico García Lorca rest area has the newly de-classified “release agreement” from La Virgen.

You are going to like the way this develops throughout the They.

And in The Wrong Paris it’s “Sports Appreciation They in France”, across el charco de La Mancha, right winger Éric Zemmour finds out just how much the Rosbifs snatch stretches out, and in El Ey, it’s my favorite slugger sayin’ no to the rumors on a Mexican Radio del Canelo… Goooooooo, Dodgers.

The Grapes of Wrath by Stainbeek, featuring the music of L.A’s. own Randy Newman and the Outback’s legends the Bee Gees.

 

Issy-it-is-Mí that you need to show, 🎶 how deep is your cunt, is your cunt how deep is Ewer-love-boat ; Eye really needs to know.

Boat people are just like Ewe and Eye. Fair use of La Rue de Rivoli y de Toutes y Todas sus transeúntes walking their Vélos. Foto por Armando Segovia with Creative Commons on a Mexican Suitcase del otro Roberto, el tal CAPA, knot Doisneau.

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