2004 / 14 / 06 \ 14 \ 2024
It’s a festevus miracle!
The Pope walks into a bar, hilarity ensued back at the ranch in Pierre when the Nazis from Natchez strolled onto the Capitol of a puppy-killing—goat-sacrificing Governess in the lower of the Tú, —Dakota’s.
In local news, not to be outdone by John Mulaney in L.A., the Pope in Rome (that motherfucker!) will have Whoopie, and Évry motherfucking stand-up comedian-nes is in Rome. In ROME, Perrine, in Rome… now that, that’s Amor, eh! The event will end centuries of INCELS at the Vatican once Bergoglio has Whoopi with Goldberg.
In honor of Francisco getting down with Goldberg, the Lorde, herself, will grant Catholics (those motherfuckers) a funny bone with some elbow grease and a pound of Humérus from one of Eve’s baby back ribs.
Still to come, where in the world is Ferguson, today? Probably speculating about Joe Biden being a terrible Mussolini supporter in Saint-Vincent (Aosta Valley, Italy).
What a difference six months makes, on the university TENURED track…
Sources close to 2014, following the demise of Los Angeles and Big Trouble in Little China Town relay that Alanis Morisette finally grew tired of Francisco’s prayers and goD herself put some humor on the Dogma, at the event, Cardinal Glick was front row with the drummer of the Red Hot Chilli Peppers in the blistering sun…
And, Perrine Stormed³, the Jean Doctor has left The Valley, Issy, he’s got a Mavericks sticker on his Cadillac, and he could care less about young Americans trying to be pimps with 50¢ in their Jeans, génie 🧑🎤, period.
³~. Please be advised that in honor of the greatest military feat since Independence Day in 1996, Perrine’s nomENclature has been fortified to Nato specs.
