“Slap some bacon on a biscut and let’s go! We’re burning daylight!⁸”

⁸~. Will Andersen in «The Cowboys”, c.1972.

🎶 Last dance in Culiacán

Howdy, stranger… is that a French Bowie knife from the movie set,? I reckon that it must carry the same weight as all of those wardrobe uniforms that you wore, eh?

Ode to Bobby McGee

For context, Richard Haass, a regular on this blog, especially when it comes to war hawks suggested that Kamala Harris should continue with Netanyahu’s objective in Lebanon so pena de que los EEUU parezcan ANDRÉS MANUEL LÓPEZ OBRADOR en CULIACÁN, sin-Aloha.

Let’s go, Tonto… 

Let’s Dance 🩰 roll 🥐 tide 🌊

John Wayne and Susana Puveda are in a bar 🍾🍾🍾 hilarity ensues when The Lone Ranger steps out of a stock car and walks into la cantina looking for Silver.

 

But first, let’s settle down and find out what True Grit smells like, and what Jim Croce sounds like in French at Le GARD where La Image de France (Marie Gentric) was last seen… Gentric’s whereabouts are still unknown and sources close to U.S. Marshal Rooster Cogburn suggest that Gentric stole a horse in the badlands of Languedoc.

Tú eres el otro Che
(Answer key for dummies)

¹~.

Duke: Houston, the lunar dust smells like gunpowder. [Pause]

https ://nautil.us /the-moon-smells-like-gunpowder

²~.

— Moho metálico, its color coincidentally is crimson, and it smecks* of bloody sangre. Cherry-chocolatley like the Rev’s suit. Let’s get it on!

https ://www .quora .com /why-does-blood-smell-like-iron-other-than-the-fact-that-it-contains-it

³~.

— This stinks, jump to the périphérique 

🎼 Car horns and rumba music 🎶 _-~ … and a Pilgrim on the fips’

… [I]s this the devil´s own back yard

Entonces pues… where were we? ¡Ah si, en que “yo no busco, —encuentro” con el fado.

…[H]appy Birthday, Revolution 💐

Your first gift is the sound of “Green Noise” on La Tino U.S.A., which is different from the sound of “Brown Noise”,…

… [O]ur leader he was young
Galant and divine

Con monóculo a la órbita del ojo
Y un CLAVEL en la solapa

Tú eres el otro Che
El que hiede a luna¹, moho metálico² y sobaco³.

…[H]appy Birthday Revolution 💐

Artificial Intelligence is for fagots

We paint him (up) on buildings 🇨🇺
With sadness in our eyes
If we suffer hungry days
We call it sacrifice
Some say his dream is full of holes
We have dignity and pride
We have independence
               Or is it just a yankee lie 

Hasta la victoria, siempre.

…[H]appy Birthday Revolution 💐