And in Washington, Donald John Trump has a contender now, but FO’ist! ÖÜÏ HAVE IT ON GOOD AUTHORITY to relay to the BriWi audience, D.A.T.:
Rocky’s theme* goes here .:. 1578DF0D-2DB7-487B-AC05-A3CD787D1DD6 🥊 DRAGO was a fag…🚬, Le Point
* In VF, off-course.
James CarVile poisoned Buddy.
By: Guillermo del Toro
People WHO know .:. 28AAC35F-0035-481E-9CA5-638BDB6097EB 🥊 To quote a gangster, “it was a Glorious Time,” Hellboy and Ernie Holmes (The Weston Assassin) went down to San Juan de Los Lagos to DUKE, IT!, out for the Super Heavyweight Title of Don King’s World. —_•!•_— D.A.T. night, the undercard was better than any Rumble in The Jungle could ever had hoped to have BEAN, Yeah Buddy!
Presidential dog historian Jon Meachum deconstructs the 20 year-old buried secret that CarVile did not want you to know.
It was Hillary’s fault really, she indulged that fucking cat SOCQS more than she should have and James wasted no time influencing the pet feline.
Guillermo del Toro:
Give u.s. an example of how CARVILE accomplished this, but FO’ist, how long is your nose, Prof. Meachum? Eye is looking for a Geppetto for my next Hold-IT!-now motion project.
It’s about 3-inches; but don’t quote me on, IT! OK‽… [B]ut getting back to CarVile, perhaps you’ve heard that little jingle on The MoreJo Show, —Eye is sure D.A.T. you have— the one about “know your value” at the end of the programming on Fridays?
Can’t say D.A.T. Eye has.
Ah, yes, how silly of Mí, you are a White Mexican from Jalisco; that’s like asking an NRA Card-Carrying American who never answered the call–of–duty in a Foreign War if s/he is “exceptional”, sorry about D.A.T., Mr. del Toro, let Mí, break this motherfucker down for your “tierra mojada” Soul.
But FO’ist… Heidi Przybyla is going to find out if The United States Postal Service POLICE is going to arrest Donald Trump’s Post MASTER General for destroying the “99%” of the peoples property, period
Now, the first thing EVRYbody should know before going on the Willie Geist Show, is that one does not use VERTE as a background. The Temptations, agree.
Now, Aussie, you’ve heard about Ben Folds Five diagrams… it’s not one of those, this here bee what the Brits in Mutt Island call, a Tri•An•gul• Ation… AND OH, MY SHOCKING NERVES!!! Transliteration is going to bee an Adventure here.
French Bashing 101:
Anuncio_ And probably the only good thing to ever come out of Marseille, –except for that Beatle’s song intro .:. 6047B23E-0591-4A84-B61D-69CFBA7B10AB 🦠💉 Of course if there is an undisputed champion of hydroxichloroquine on the opinion pages of La Jornada por ‘La Maub”, esta marsellesa es la que controla todos los ‘menjurjes’, of course, and of course Toto, you know exactly what this means… Indeed, Toto, in•deed: aux armes, mad–a–faka! Hoy no hubo jazz.
Still to come, It’s The Billy Barr’s Cooking Show. In today’s episode, The Hon. Richard Barr shows us his secret Vagina Dentata recipe, al dente—of course.
Anyhow, Heidi Pryzbyla, ByLa we have to bring up the tangents in these political tangas, welcome BacK! And here is the discovery of the WEAK, Indian Territory y sus lenguas, with musical guest, The Leningrad Cowboys featuring The Putin Puppets, only on Deadline Washington, Russia Edition where it is 11 o’Clock (at night).
Consulting fee waived
From DEM Mexicans book of Words .:. C9F7951F-2DEA-45A1-ACC8-2A18F158D321 🦠 Of course, “Eye know nothing about, IT!”, but sources close to the Helsinki Summit of July 2016 all agree, that Donald John Trump is Vlad’s bottom–bitch.
_+_+_+_+_+ Nota al director LARA ⬆️:
Profesor Lara, con todo respeto, si en los enlaces a su repositorio de letras no hay sazón, entonces vale verga la investigación. Here’s why ⤵️ and please DO make a note of, IT!.
menjurje (Del ant. menjuje < ár. mamzug, mezclado.) .:. 9CB410CF-761B-471F-AD2E-4076CC7B69B8 🧙🏻♀️ s. m. Mejunje, bebida o preparado de aspecto pastoso o sucio y sabor desagradable.
Check your calendars, Marie!… after the break, it’s Willy Wonka welcomes Captain Sparrow to the show.
—. 323 B.C. to celebrate the apology of Gen. Mark Milley, the chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, for accompanying President Trump to a photo–op, Alexander The Great stopped Spinning in his grave.
—. 1979 C.E. to usher in professor Eddie Gloude Jr’s. upcoming book on False Ideologies and make–believe heros, John Wayne, a.k.a. “El Duque” succumbs to a very clear and present danger in the patterns of advertisements of “The Marlboro Man”… like our fearless commander–in–chief, John Wayne pretended to be a military leader, but dodged his tour–of–Duty in a Hollywood Land studio.
1000 chistes no tiene chiste, period!
1852 —. Forced out of their land a group of Seminoles end up settling in the Mexican State of Coahuila de Zaragoza; known as the tribu de los indios (negros) mascogos, Juneteenth is also a part of Old México.
2020 —. Heidi Pryzbyla is back on Deadline. Summoned by an Egyptian coincidence vase, Heidi had no choice but to rise again. Nick Confessore discovers the code within the Egyptian Vase and now the Wallace is getting all giddy about, IT! Always the showboat, Mr. Confessore understands the theater of props and sits in front of bookcase that makes a Barns & Noble empty brick–and–mortar storefront look like a newsstand.
Did you know that the 5 second ruhle applies to a dropped ice–cream cone? INDEED, May–dee (punto y coma) Aussi, Regina King, did you know that your callsign is an onomastic tautology? .::. Now in the name of Captain Sparrow, Eye is commandeering this Ship from The Commodore.
2020 —. Not to be outdone by Olympic legend, Bruce Jenner, Lionel Ritchie went ahead and turned himself into a beautiful princess… and she’s funny, Aussi, The 1984 diving giant also dropped his manly name “Bruce” for the more palatable, Amber, and then switched from jumping overboard to running Decathlons in Amsterdam… or something like D.A.T., period — Also (punto y coma) and, Aussi, it’s A BiG ALSOMateo MacConaughany: öüï, the staff just CRASHED a 1000 party celebration on the Seth Meyers Show, and Lemmi’tell you something, young man, COMEDIC Nepotism is no way to get through life. Why–if–Eye–had an SNL toadie at my disposal, like say… —your brother— i’d have my mom redact all of my French jokes for Mí while sipping cocktails at the Peacock Lounge.
And now, a message to our President of them United States of America:
Imagine if the Streets of Bakersfield or the Barrios in San Jose, California would have burned the Okies dance halls down. Not cool mr. president, not cool.
Sir, because we [the humble staff, of this most non–consequential blog] have witnessed in Real Time, not via the news on a TV screen the take–down of a racist memorial on a U.S. Military Base (Forrest Road at Fort Bliss, Texas 79916) we can attest before Ivanka’s, or any of the women in your life bibles, that those racists symbols can be torn down from the spotlight. Mind you, Forrest Road was installed in memory of Forrest Gump grand Dragon-daddy, so if Tom Hanks–es–es (fake KKK sibling) can be put in storage at a museum, why not Seth Myers (Telegram) Bragg, eh? Anyhow, Mr. President: LONG LIVE CASSIDY ROAD. And remember, “The Deseret Never Lies!”
Dear, Rachel Maddow… Eye did not expect for you to hold any political taboos; Sin Embargo, Steve Schmitt’s awkward silence at sign–off last night on your show precipitates our long held theory that you suffer from Kent Clarkson* disease…
Check the date —_•¡•_— In an unprecedented move, The United States of America went ahead, —y con lujo de violencia— snatched from the very French, the invention ofchauvinism… Oh, the humanity .:. 355DAE20-6740-4DEF-9BB3-C43C68867C2E 🤸🏻♀️ … and it is ALL, Senator Susan Collins (R-MAINE) fault.
Musical Guest: MEN AT WORK
Hit Song promo: Dr. Heckyll and Mr. Jive
ISSY, Rachel Maddow, that D.A.R.E cold platter of fished–for–sport truchas sounds funnier if your Producers use a Lee Treviño voice, you know, Grizzly Adams, like in the Happy Gilmore Movie… and for the record, so do you. Así que no te me vayas a morder tu lengua the next time you box an “armed to the motherfucking teeth” make america great again psychopath like the specimen in the screen-grab below ⬇️ with the other part of the Melting Pot that is: the Front Page of The Internet.
Where the Buffalo r.o.a.m.
Storm Troopers in BLUE
will stomp and spin after the f.A.C.T.
Grandpa got ran over by a p.i.g. squad .::. CE9B656C-2DD1-4CA6-A33B-12DB3A23084D 🌬💨 So, Raquelito, please make a mental note that the 15th letter or 4th vowel of the regular LATIN alphabet (that is you know, not Pig Latin or that other fickle fad called “latin-ex” that pandering politicians are using now–a–days), added after the IT part which makes up the suffix to your beautiful Castilian (or Spanish if you’ve never been) name is being used in the traditional form of endearment used by THE PEOPLE THAT CRISTOBAL brought to a place that he thought were “the” Indias. 🌪 So, Ms. Maddow, please don’t go getting your boxers all in a bunch (somehow öüï cannot arrive at picturing you in one of them La Perla’s lingerie that our better devils once sent as a visual gift to Heidi Pryzbyla; look IT up) “equating” the letter « O » with that progressive gender-sensitive awareness for the cervantino language is fine for Shakespeare on The Rocks crowd, heck, not even the Krauts go for that there GENDERfication of names… Gknow Güat Eye Means, Rachel?… Anyhow, DOES ANYBODY REMEMBER HEIDI?
_.ζ+~~~~~~~~~~ξ… this is not a sewn snake puppet from an already established universe, Mr. Meyers. And, please get ready to play:
WITH THE ONE AND ONLY
JOJO RABBIT’s MOM*
But first, it’s time to check what Time it is on the U.S. Military Clock, and according to el mundo de Le Monde, the clock is taking a licking but for the moment it appears that it keeps on ticking.
… in any case scenario, Rachel Maddow, and there are many, many, many scenarios, the good thing about this most non–consequential blog is that as the snapshot below ⬇️ will show, is that öüï are all in the same boat and, mi querida primetime pundit, and we did not chose the Tiananmen Square efeméride, if Eye told you that the efeméride chose the occasion that the Reverend Al Sharpton led yesterday. So Eye will leave IT!, at D.A.T., period
Say it loud! .:. EDC47C51-CEE5-4873-AC36-5BA6BCBF1806 🦠 “¡Arriba los Tiburones!”
“¿Qué tal sobre?”, le replica DiCaprio, a lo que la chica replica: “Por tu Oscar”. Las preguntas pasan a ser una conversación de besugos y la cara del flamante ganador lo denota: “Sí, está genial”, dice ya con la sonrisa asomando, tras lo que Iñárritu suelta una sonora carcajada en la que le corea toda la sala de prensa.
La periodista (de la que no se ve la cara ni cómo reacciona) no ceja en su empeño: “Es un primero, ¿qué tal sobre él?”. Sin poder contener la risa, DiCaprio le da la respuesta más correcta que puede, saliendo airoso y siendo bastante educado (no como Iñárritu):..
Quien (mira como gira el mundo) apenas hace unas horas entregase Los Palmares de Cannes SONANDO como un egipcio en apuros en un RICE patty, as Marcelus Wallace (no relation to the Purple Pundit) was there, waiting with Pitbull and a couple of “hard–piping niggas” para VOLVER(te) a ver, Renacido.
From Perros Bravos en la región de PACA(s), HEIDI Przybyla reports.