Well, I’ve been to one world fair, a picnic, and a rodeo, and that’s the stupidest thing I ever heard come over a set of earphones. You sure you got today’s codes?
Major T. J. “King” Kong
³~. _but for Donald Trump’s “Alzheimer’s” diagnosis and the pardons in advance.
For context, Ali Vitali is mud wraslin’ Stephanie Ruhle, Ali Vitali claims that Reagan’s Alzheimer’s diagnosis was a cop-out for Reagan’s IRAN-CONTRA affair.
Stephanie Ruhle for her part is defending the “invisible hand” on Vitali’s crotch and promoting the “trickle-down” ergo-nomics of the mat where the two pundits are getting it on.

Out of this world!!! Now Öüï knows how many oil reservoir roofs it take to fill The Pundita’s Power Desk.
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Nothing! Absolutely nothing is more pressing to them United States of America as Trump’s legacy, his triumphant arch and his man-lust for Barack Obama.
Breaking in Évian, Trump congratulates Modī for “his” reporters, saying that mister Modī’s reporters are much nicer than “his” reporters in dog house at the Washington’s Press Room.
*~. Moment. Pronounced “Spur~.moment”.
Your words, Joe Scarborough, knot mine—you so of a bitch! And, Willy GEIST, the only thing that Pablo Torre did wrong was not wearing a translucent guayabera on today’s Morning Mika Show, good thing Katty Kay did.
Any 🦉 hoot, it’s been long enough and for context, New York City beat San Antonio in a game of basketball at Madison Square Garden, a moment perhaps comparable to the local team, the PSG qualifying for the semifinals for the Champions League title, but without all of the violence that follows, in that setting, Pablo Torre compared the solidarity in the streets of a city that according to mister Torre, behaves like Saturn on a casual evening eating dinner with his step-children, to the week or so, when New Yorkers all became one (except Donald John Trump) after The Saudis, or a relative of that clan anyhow, knocked down the Twin Towers on September 11, and to which, Congressperson Joseph Charles Scarborough the third, got his panties all up in a bunch, pretty much like the Gentleman from South Carolina, Lindsey Graham when [s]he gets the vapours.
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“It’s like a jumping castle installed for a kid’s birthday party³”, but instead of children having fun, the octagon is for the entertainment of men-children and fascists-loving sycophants at The White House’s helicopter landing pad.
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But first, it’s LOS BURROS de TROYA, or how the Greeks learned to love ‘the inception’ of going to WAR without a Greek in The Odyssey… narrated by Cayetana “viga de jirafa” Álvarez de Toledo with musical guest, Los Nazis de Kalten-porten Basiebachs 🎶🏌🏻🎶
Meanwhile in CHILE… take your clothes off, Young lady, that’s an order! In Mexico, pues en México El Instituto Mexicano del Sonido es una vil mentada de madre pare Rigo Tovar y todas las colegialas del mundo. Any 🦉 hot, club de amigos de Chile en Francia, eso se sacan por no tener MEMORIA como LA RE-SENTIDA de Marco Layera y por andarse juntando para “chacotear” con el club del CINITO MEXICANO en París, Toulouse y por supositorio, —BIARRITZ.

In case Mr. Michael Schmidt, of the Wallace household, is wondering why PINOCHET was not among Franco, Hitler, Mussolini, and Joseph Stalin, it was on account that don Augusto was busy strip-searching (CAVITY 🔎 SEARCH included) in Santiago.
Pass the biscuits from That Old Okolona Bridge
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