Donald Trump is a Liar. | Uso justo de un reloj.

Midnight in Paris just made its rounds… hace rato eran:

Diez minutos  para las Ocho de la noche.
Hora de FIP.
El borrador de los monitos alusivos
a los personajes canadienses de South Park ya fue
medio corregido.

Expresado lo anterior: YOU SPIN ME [ROUND]-ROUND like a RECORD BABY [ROUND]-ROUND… fuck the American right. 
Querido Jaime Camil… qué bueno estás. Haber—haber, quítate los lentes.
…Anygüey, the staff here can’t really say that they are up to date with your talents. As a matter of fact, ever since El Maleficio i really haven’t kept up with ‘the’ Télénovela beat. I did, however, noticed that you Are A Better Looking Version of John Oliver. [Dear John Oliver, all the staff here are big fans of your work, at least the one that you’ve done in the Continental  Army  Continental United States. On the bottom of the scheme, however, the staff can’t vouch for you Island Hits.

With this in mind, the staff couldn’t tell if you noticed how triangles, of all shapes represented a pyramid scheme on your awesome show. A PYRAMID scheme! [Can you believe it?]

Dear Jon, next time you see the American version of Rich Hall on the BBC, please relay to him that A Pyramid starts out as a Square [base] and it is not until  each of its four sides begin to morph into Triangles shooting upwards, and then collapsing on each other when the pyramid is formed… can you visualize that shape? In the End, there can only be one. Like with the future of your Island. TimeNow: the 2300 hrs., on FIP… hace unos minutos pasamos de Brasil a México con unos Papalotes de Papel para llegar hasta La Osa Menor; desde allí se ve major El Tibet… Don’t Believe me: Check it OUT, it’s a Zad Song about Notre Dame de Nantes… [o algo así]. 

En estos momentos un francés que me cae muy bien me hace el favor de llevarte una postal que dice: Cherie Oh Cherie. Y en la voz de un Tocayo, [en Saltillo Coahuila, Norte de México] “eso es todo lo que voy a escribir,” porque luego se enoja mi Tio: il Signor Bruschino… Anyway: Jack is Jappy and right now the staff is hoping that on Wednesday Morning Joe, we [the World] don’t have to eat the American Chaos —or a fucken Trump Cake.

TimeStamp: the 13:00 hours in Central Europe Time.

Good news on Morning Joe… Stanford Political Science is on.
And Mr. Barretto is drumming his soul on today’s show.
Katty Kay takes the stage and Willie Geist shows his dancing moves.

Staff note. Our mice control unit needs another 0,5 mg/ml’s of Méloxicam. Gotta’Go—Gotta-Run to the “vet” for more drops. [Please post “the” —what did we learn today? Moments, of today’s show on the interwebs… besos: el Staff.
And remember… this is only a draft. Take a chill pill.

Jaime Camil has got some pretty sexy Glassesesessss.
Buenos días Johnny O., we the staff thought that you’d never ask.
The answer is: Brrrhhhhääähhhhvo. [TiimeStamp: ‘the’ 10 o’clock Morning Maddow hour,—of course… you silly Brit… and before we [all] move on: maybe you liked her, maybe you did not. In any case, Janet Reno has left the building, and both SNL and Last Week Tonight with John Oliver sent her off in their own funny way.

Fair use of “the” Place for Politics. | Uso justo de Jaime Camil… Así precisamente—Camarada— es como funciona lo que Jorge Saldaña llamaba: La Télévicracia. | Saludos. Besos. The last of the Mohicans says hi to you all. Fish & Chips central —out…Triangle Follows… TimeStamp: a quarter to way too early That’s 11 a.m. CET. | Katy [my Dear] don’t think that the staff didn’t notice those giggles. We did. Fish & Chips central—over.

But first. Here are some Canadians for you:

This is only a Draft. Starring Jaime Camil—Now available at the Home Box Office. | This is also a time delayed ‘quite-y-pega’. Quita y pega is a new venture. Quita y pega is the perfect game to learn to either be an Optimist, a Pessimist —or just a plain pain in the ass… and with that in mind. Triangles are not Pyramids.

South Park rip-off ↑ follows ↑ [staff note: “rip” is supposed to be written in all-caps]

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Apúntale**:

En fin…

 

the 20 minute mark just went through,
and that usually means that it is time
for a Break.

…pero no sin antes recordar a todo el público que no me ve [Jejejj], de que bajo un teatro de operaciones normal, NOVIEMBRE sería el mes de la memoria de México 1910.

Sin embargo, citando* al gran Hermano Lechuga: el sistema obliga a jugar el papel del Loco Valdés.

½* …más bien, y medio parafraseando a
Héctor Lechuga, pero con la voz de Chucho Salinas. 

Lo de arriba ↑ se tiene que leer
con una quesadilla en la mano…
El staff desearía que las quesadillas no fueran
d’esas que no llevan queso.

Yup… the staff has no Chill what-so-ever… pero lo bueno de las causalidades es de que durante la pause de las 4:20 fuimos al ChocoMuseo [allá en Colombia] para buscar otras opciones al licor de café… Kalua [o algo así lo nombran] de tradición.

TimeStamp: 04:45 (Near Nancy, France)
One Hot Minute—WALKABOUT.

Good Morning, people of New York.

The staff here arrives to the hour that Controls Change when it comes to Day Light SAVING times…

I’m telling you, You Guys!!! Even the queen of battle [infantry] agrees: the coolest looking jackets were made for those with Armor and Music on their tools. | This TimeStamp at 0325 hours (Near Nancy FR. time) es también, DONALD, un uso justo de los Sutherland’s del CaNaDa.

Tomorrow is day Zero [did you know that The French invented the zeros?… i’m telling you José Díaz-B*].
Right now though,  it is still a few minutes ago it was CINCO para las TRES de la madrugada.
This time tomorrow the Free World and especially Marianne, are going to be looking at you, Columbia.

Dear Brian…at the ’48 minute mark the Platoon missed your Mulligan corner shot … right now it’s ’55 after the 3 o’clock Hour and the PAC unit continues to search for that bridge picture of Mr. Hanks.

Dear A.M. Joy… love your show.
This time tomorrow, the staff will probably be
on Radio-Listening_silence
[Depending on the amount of PopCorn available at RadioFrance.]

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