Tag Archives: Let’s play hardball — Chris Matthews

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I’m gonna take Willie Heist Geist to the BHV via the HdV… and Katty Kay, nevermind the reptiles.

ibid.

 

Witt musical guest:

Expensive charisma from a second-hand Goodwill 👐🏻

 

Kier Symons and the Pussy Chyp-riots

But first, let’s play hardball … Ewe son-of-a-bitch, Agent Angle reports from the Last Floor of Hidalgo en París… Amarillo no me pongo, it’s a kin feeling like the wetness when she comes… amarillo es mi color ; to blame Mí for that hue would be like blaming water for getting wet.

The Middle Ages as seen from Space.

… or the Middle Ages for being bleak.

Note to editors, and James Carville, professor at LSU³

³~. USMC, in other words, “U Suck My Cock”… Goooo, ARMY.

Over at 30 Rock, Mika’s Moving Out… and if that’s what it’s all about — let’s go to a Piano Bar.

For context, Professor Carville is a U.S. Marine Corps veteran, which means that the cock sucker was born in San Diego, California, by virtue of Camp Pendleton ; as for Mí, myself and, Eye, Öüï are Tank Operators from the Commonwealth of Kentucky…

Any 🦉 hoot, Chris Matthews… “Let’s play hardball,” but first allow Mí, to breakdown the LEGEND beneath Morning Star at La Samaritain (knot in the Gospels but on la bendita rue de Rivoli). It goes like this : one, tú, tree, fo!

It’s very easy if youse not into simplicity, really, all you have to do is play last night’s Club Jazz-a-fip (the podcast link is on yesterday’s short story) just click on the link and match (or synch) the time of each revision to what was being said trough the Sirens microphone.

That’s it! Easy.

The Joker — The Overarching of XYZ

Excuse me sir, do you have any Grey Poupon for my Paul Masson?

Let’s play hardball !!! — Ahhhhhh, it’s EWE — The French Champagne.

Narrated by Orson behind the Welles.

And now, silencio 🤫, except for the Toms, cymbals and snares. Ahhhhh, fuck it Bass, join in. Knot you piano, Eye don’t care if they say youse silent mode is all percussion, you mixed with them strings and now you are just hanging there attached to that big ol’$tructure 🎹… Simone que sí, Nina, Simone que sí.

Alright now, from the start… tú, tres, cuatro:

And starring as the French Champagne, fip dot fr

 

Red (scare) Guitars for Bernie — Plácida tabla de los elementos animales de doña Vilma

Before we [the staff] begin öüï send our 🖤s to Amy.

This Space 4 Rent

This Space 4 Rent .:. D75C83A1-A035-49B9-AADC-8FEE342D6682 💸 Little Wing buys democracy.

… [B]ecause of course y’all know that (TV) Space is the final frontier, but it’s made corriedo la bolsa en Wall Street. Y “si el Norte fuera el Sur” John Heilemann  would get his coats from the Charleston homeless center, his words–not ours, “and, Fidel would be an athlete running stocks in Wall Street”.

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Hey, Elise Jordan: Jesús es verbo no sustantivo… ISSY, mamacita, the Historical Jesus was, a real COMMunist.

Track 12

Track 12 .:. 29C42DE3-C2F6-4E82-B3E1-30B248764DE2 📻 FRENTE AL TELEVISOR… Heilemman can’t handle the truth!

But FOist, Mossad groupie joins The Morning Mika Show to advocate why city mayors are best suited to run [any] motherfunKing country. Öüï (the staff) have been forwarding this message to the current SPACE holder of La Mairie de Paname, how-ev-ah’, Full Disclosure: mossad groupies are evil fucks but, in the Tenor and Voice of Bernie, every once in a Bleu Lune they have a sort of Silent Lucidity. It will take Dumb Country Bumble-tard LAWyers from Alabama another motherfucking Cold War in an overheated, melted RED planet to get this through their Moon-size heads, and for Floridians another Ice Age.

Manu Four Fingers

Manu Four Fingers agrees, Little Havana medical centers are crap. .:. F45DB4C4-9E58-4E73-A134-1BE12710C7B1 🏨 As a kid, little Rahm Emmanuel was a good sport at his dad medical center, always playing the role of an ambulatory emergency, training by–the–way, which came in handy for a young Israeli soldier and Mossad groupie; not to mention in his post–Obama years when mayor Emmanuel ran the city of Chicago.

 

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It’s 19 hundred hours at the horse barn in South Cakalaki, and Heilemann raided the Goodwill Store… again! Meanwhile, Heidi is all like,

Who's Quitting?

Who’s Quitting? .:. 60D8B134-BC77-4C03-9292-FEBA275F59E2 🤠 Deer, Sam Stein, you get a pass tonight.

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“It’s the same old song”, no more — Bill de Blasio is a standup guy

You could be forgiven if you jump to conclusions and go all Harvey Weinstein on Chris Matthews “blitzkrieg” reference about Bernie’s big take in Vegas, but then you would miss out on what makes watching Hardball fun, in other words, when  Chris Matthews steps on his own tongue, it’s hilarious.

And as this segment just showed, and as a forward–media observer, we [the staff] find it a better exercise in pointing out the missing angles in the frame that the peacocks are trying to sale; POR Ejemplo, Raquelito:

Don’t forget about the best motherfucking medical doctors in the planet, not just the leap to eradicate illiteracy.

🎵 Don’t try to say you’re sorry
Don’t say he drew his gun
They’ve gone and grabbed old Ronnie
He’s not the only one saying:

Just the facts, Sir

Just the facts, Sir, no need for flexing the company’s feathers.:. A821219F-6055-489E-8E42-B72958020BAF 🦚 Some say that to the victors go the spoils, or something like that, and because others say that all is fair in love and war, —or something like that; so, unless you are ready to give up the Freeways, the rockets that made it possible to hitch a Satellite as the main payload on a rocket, and of course, Rammstein popping 99 luftballons, and those “Negra Modelo’s” at your favorite hipster taquería, then maybe the reference made by this Capitol cop should be taken as precisely D.A.T., a reference on a lightning takeover of JAMES CARVILLE’s thumb-up his ass democratic party… not that France has a thumb up her ass, don’t get u.s. wrong, France today is picking up where Lafayette left off, but 88 years–ago today the 4th Republic sure the fuck did, just like the Make America great Again nation does today.

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