Quick programming note for those keeping score… Frank Sinatra at Two minutes to Tú throws a Curva to the Peacock crew, and partner… D.A.T. is all Eye is going to tell the waiter… Garçon!…
and Chinito, chinito
P.S. Ray Cooder is of course, a “Sant A’morica” fag! Gooooooo, Dodgers.
MIKA ALONE, can fix Mí, period
1. This is a special edition tribute to The Rachel Maddow “Debunction Junction” gig list SHOW, with special guest, El Charro 🇨🇺 de María Rosario Pilar Martínez Molina Baeza 🇵🇷 Charo… from 🇪🇸 💃🏼
Indeed, Rachel Maddow, indeed. I felt your re-vindication from last Tuesday edition of your 3:16 quote, except of course, that some people in la /r/rance cult thought that it was a real Charade, but Eye is here to tell you, it was confirmed as a real Union paying-gig. But i didn’t get paid. There is a reason for that, it’s called a BLACKLIST, and my name is highlighted.
2. Los acomodados, look it up Willie Geist, call it improvisation, the incomodos outside of the Hardware store call it a gig, a one-day job and if you do what you are told you just might make the lens and get a “that’s Mí in the corner” certificate.
Consider this the final stretch of El Obituario a don Pablo Barto•lo•mÉ, oriundo según el mismísimo Pablo, —de Segovia, España.
Y dígame usted, don Pablo —primo del ‘Glison’— ¿qué es un obituario sino’tra cosa que un corrido, o como dice Marty Robbins, —una balard… o algo así (punto y coma) pay attention to February 2017, that’s when i drink a toast to you._⛹🏽♂️
And Pablito, the Babylon Clause de lenguas does not apply on this ride, just sit back and let Mr. Karl Lagerfeld (check the entry log) direct you to your cubbyhole and listen to another band out of Boston.
Dancin in the streets [with hyaenas]
We were getting pretty good at the game
People stood in line and didn‘t seem to mind
You know everybody knew our name Livin on rock-n-roll music
Never worry bout the things we were missing
[But] when we got up on the stage and got ready to play Evry body listen… in Ivry.