Tag Archives: Gene Fonda vS Jane Hackma

Mes… tizo : humos mios

Breaking “48-hour jackbooted” raids update:

https ://www .radiofrance .fr /l-heritage-indelebile-de-wayne-shorter–

“Not Authorized to SAY”. It’s in EL SALVADOR’s  private security HELL’s hand… cuffs, now.

 

The F.B.I. and the District of Columbia Police Department are working in UNISON (together, people,) to shutdown by-the-AUTHORITY granted by The Department of Elon “fanged letter T” Musk, private Institutes that promote world peace.

My Own Private “El Salvador³”

Deer, Blon Metzinger… normally Eye leaves your little “Mystery Van” rip-off alone but this time your colleague at 7 ordered some eggs and left the Fonda without paying, so… Öüï just want you to know that Eye does not practice Santeria but Öüï can’t have Kalten-Porten Bach running away with our huevos so Macumba is going to put a spell on her, and little ol’Eye can only do that with miss Tizos.

³~. Not associated with The Church of Latter Days Saints or any other religious organization, this so-called “El Salvador” is a whole DIFFERENT SCIENTOLOGY-level DEATH ☠️ CULT.

Going down to South Park.

White people dreams, they Tüc our jobs…

Emilia Blon Metzinger stars as the Smoking Hot Mestiza in White… and then she went skateboarding.

 

La Fonda de Jane — Tacos, tortas y, por su puesto ta’ males

Gene Fonda vS Jane Hackman

So, a Fonda before Öüï starts is a sort of establishmsnt established kitchen where Quesadillas sin Queso are sold and, just so Ewe knows, everything else on the menu is home-fresh.

A fonda, by the güey, —especially for French fans of hip taquerías— is not a taquería so don’t you fucking go into a Fonda and ask for “tacos”, especially if you sound like youse from Grenible, GRE°noble because you could get killed for that and get turned into moronga, but that’s on another chapter, right now Öûï is craving some tacos so this is how you would safely be able to order tacos and get away with it, it’s simple, at a fonda todos los TACOS son FLAUTAS  issy, todos los Gatos pardos, Aussie.

Now then, in walks in Jane Hackman into Gene’s Fonda, sits at a table overlooking the plaza de armas and orders a Latte. Hilarity ensues when Jane descends from the Chinese Howitzer version of boom 💥 and proceeds to smack Hackman in the back of the head, Bam!!!

— No Latte Here, solo Jarro-Café! Said, Gene Fonda as she pointed her snatch-scratching index to a sign that read:

No Lattes here, puro café de olla en jarrito de barro tradicional, if you want to Latte your morning with SEA-TAC espressos cross the street to the Hard Rock Cafe, because this here, this here es un  Ja-rro—Café, not Planet “fucking” Hollywood or a Donald trump “Florida style brasserie”.