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Calling Elvis… bring your Pink Cadillac

In the afterlife, The King’s first gig was that of a supermarket meat-cutter, his favorite part of the day was hearing about all the stories that claimed that he was still alive and seen at a truck-stop or at a pastry shop, coincidentally during those years Elvis enjoyed sitting at his throne, during his cigarette and lunch breaks —of course— to read all about his tabloid legacy on the fine pages of the National Enquirer et. al…. Ewe Know: the original Fake News.

Of course Ewe’all know that it was the French who invented, Detriot… of course. Rue Rivoli, 17 de agosto, 2018. TimeNow: 18h45 in CET…

TimeStamp: 16h45
in Central Siren Time
…we’re back!!!

As the years and technologies went by Elvis grew tired of the “clean-up on aisle one” announcements and the ever present ‘roll-back’ smiley faces of the new owners of the mom-and-pop supermarket that he was assigned to spend eternity at; a company by the name of Sam’s, or Walmart, or something like that arrived.

[AURA LEE meets LOVE ME TENDER imagery goes here]

Still, even with all of the pull, and all of the power that being the King of motherfucking rock and roll might have afforded Elvis Aaron Presley, he still had to put up with all of the red-tape involved in permits, not to mention, the Rite of Passages involved in every trade.

For instance, Elvis original request to cut the strings from the supermarket industry was in the mid 1980’s after he had requested a spot in the trucking trade, but Hell, he was told, was not a place to enjoy your previous passions, King or Not!

It wasn’t until the arrival of peer-to-peer enterprises that The King saw an opportunity to dump the supermarket scene and venture into the ride-sharing transportation networks that began to sprout at the turn of the first decade of the second millennium, After Baby Jesus was born, —of course.

Yesterday, August 16 of 2018 A.D., Elvis had a break when he was asked if he still had that Pink Cadillac in working order and if he was willing to take a ride on the Freeway of Love and chauffeur THE QUEEN OF SOUL… some guy named Otis Redding was footing the bill.

“I’d knew you’d be a vision in white…

how d’ya you get your pants so tight?”

On the CET is O’TWO—hundred hours, but on the EST it is still August 9th

TimeStamp: Sweet Home Chicago on Central Siren Time, with a reminder that an “American Idiot” is still in charge.

Dear, white supremacist… remember Mr. Owens? Of course you don’t, they (the Alex Jones’) don’t teach you that in IDIOT SCHOOL.

Coming up:
Eddie Glaude tells/reminds us something that the Charlottesville Nazis hate to remember from the BERLIN OLYMPICS of 1936…
Stick Around, Hitler on Ice — follows.

… the following must be read in an “inner” Donald Trump, voice: dear, self, Ewe know what would be a great idea? Eye mean, a wonderful idea, —a terrific idea?… Dallas. I should follow up on J.F.K. “space” legacy by holding a rally in DALLAS. Yes, DALLAS. I’ll have an open limo ride in Dallas. It will be great! Me and Melania by my side. Yes, DALLAS. What a wonderful idea.

… anygüey, today we [the staff] learned that the Trump administration and, the love child of Hans Gruber (Alan Rickman [r.i.p.]) and John Mill Ackerman are under preassure. We [the staff] have a feeling that this is going to be one sizzling August… context will continue to develop—or not! Stay Tuned.

The pundit was a catcher… now, THAT, Rachel (darling) is one hell of catcher’s mitt you got there, why–EYE–see that you’se developing a sixth finger between the Thumb and the Index on that piano playing hand of yours… anygüey, love your show, i don’t care what TOSH point Oh says about your delivery style.

… anygüey, right now it’s the Eleventh p.m. Hour on the Eastern Standard Time. Here on the Central Europe Time is 05h20.

Coming up on the Kavanaughs Files: the torture docs.

 

23 is the magic number for impeachement… according to Ms. Pettypiece, a Bloomberg source, probably from the 27th Congresional District of New York, —or not.

Two of Us.

Sources, and Ms. Pettypiece, follows.
TimeStamp: 06h00 in CET.

“In Hitler’s Face*“… https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jesse_Owens

* as told by to Steve Kornaki
on Hardball by Eddie Glaude

On the eve of an AMERICAN IDOT’S Rally**…
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Unite_the_Right_rally

** as told by to Steve Kornaki
on Hardball by Eddie Glaude

 

Original Sin (1985) — NAGASAKI did Nothing Wrong

Sadly, Nagasaki didn’t have an Eiffel Tower, or a Louvre, or… a love for Pappi Jazz or Glenn ‘motherfucking’ Miller’s “mood’s” for sippin’ on Rhum and Coca Cola®️ for that ‘split matter’, —no. So, that motherfucking city, had to go, after All when all is Said and Done, the ‘motherfucking’ WAR pigs, had—and remain with the Power.

… “2 minutes to midnight” — “Thank God for The Bomb”.

So, on a day like today, years after Moe Berg’s gut feeling suggested to the U.S. intelligence agencies that the head physicist honcho at Third Reich was not developing a “Fat Man” and a “Little Boy” for Hitler, good ol’ Harry Truman was given the green light to vaporize and sizzle a whole bunch of Japanese people, apparently, to not let a ‘good’ bomb go to waste.

Coming up:
Eye See French People

Place Igor Stravinsky, Beaubourg, 75003 for the occasion of the Eve of Nagasaki’s most notable moment in time. •_!_•  Green goo added by Staff.

Coming up…
« Tell me something Eye don’t Know », Chris Mathews?

TimeStamp: 01:55 hours in CET

“A–bombs” for nothing
… if you are a U.S. or Allied Forces War Veteran of the Great War in which John Wayne didn’t participate, let it be known that General Chris Matthews is out on leave, and that the Veterans Administration “contracts”* are being DEALT BY THREE FUCKERS OUT OF THE little president of the United States low class golf club in La “puta” Florida.

The Ultimate Racket: Mar–a–Lago.

Freedom, ¡mis pelotas!

The A-Bomb was dropped to ensure that in the final days of the World as we knew it, the system would work in favor of speculators and the Military Industrial Complex; but guess what Steve Kornaki, we’ve been telling Cousin Joe that we [the staff] knew about that racket since the 9th grade; that’s why we, [the staff] got a « b » in His Story… the history teacher was a big fan of « The Duke »… the “White” Duke, not the Duke that got on board “The A Train”.

FUCK John Wayne…
¡VIVA JONWAYNE!!!

… this is a time-delayed entry del miércoles, 8 de agosto del 2018.

Gee-whiz, Rachel Maddow, thanks for the cherry-on-top.

Oh, Happy Days! When a CROOK resigns.

Boom!… The Catcher Was A Spy

TimeStamp:
15 hundred HOURS…
Central NATO Time

Ladies in Gemeni:

The Following must be read in a MOE BERG’s voice, relayed of course by the current actor playing the motherfucking HULK.

NAGASAKI Did Nothing wrong, HIROSHIMA on the Other Hand, well we [the staff] reckon that time will tell, 73 years in the timescale of an Atomic Nuke es una “pestañeada” en lo que al efecto ‘luciernaga’ concierne.

Moe Berg: https://imdb.com/title/tt4602066/

Hola, Guapa… it’s nine o´Clock in SIREN CENTRAL Time

6 de julio, 2018
66 TOROS y por lo menos un papá.
PAMPLONA Non Grata.

Still to come…

Well I took a chew just the other night
It made me feel just fine
I grabbed my honey baby and I pinched her ol’ behind
She said you better spit out that chewing terbaccer
If you wanna kiss me on the big ol’ smacker
That Copenhagen
It makes me feel so good

COPENHAGEN
Saint Ledoux.(Chris)

ISSY, Corazón… c’est la Journée Internationale du baiser 2018. PUCKER Up, ´cus here it comes; straight from the archives of a 2011 affaire.

Wait for it, wait…

Circa 2011… an Aussies and his Canuck girlfriend participating in the quintessential French National Sport, in Canada—of course… oh, Canada!

TimeStamp: SIX HOURS TO GAME TIME… in Central NATO Time; right now it’s 10 hundred hours in CET and, Chris Haynes, here’s “thing one”:

wait for it, wait…

in the mean time, it’s Hi–Noon with Dr. John and J.J. Cale in SIREN Central Time… muah!

Thing One: Papá No Importa.

Mean while… there are several ways to separate families, this month’s issue of the Queen of Sex (Causette) focuses among other themes (inside 100 pages) on the séjour à la maternité, or paternity leave, that’s nice… across The Chunnel, The BBC FINALLY hits the nail on the head on an issue that feminists have lop-sided in favor of the so-called weaker sex. In TRUMPLANDIA… it’s “Happy Days—Again” because a 14–month old baby was reunited with his parents, YEAAA!!! Nevermind that the baby was FULL OF LICE, unbathed for God-knows how long, and according to the FATHER OF THAT CHILD, traumatized.

Two Hours to Game—Time.

…in The Mean Time, the following must be read in a Paul Harvey voice.

And Now, “The Rest of The Story”
« Destiny »

“If I Were The Devil“… I would sit Donald Trump at the Center of the World. “If I Were The Devil,” I would make sure that he, Donald John Trump, was Vladimir Putin’s LITTLE BITCH. }—~~~\*>  Uso justo de todos los medios.