Before we [the staff] begin öüï send our 🖤s to Amy.
… [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”.
Hey, Elise Jordan: Jesús es verbo no sustantivo… ISSY, mamacita, the Historical Jesus was, a real COMMunist.
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.
It’s 19 hundred hours at the horse barn in South Cakalaki, and Heilemann raided the Goodwill Store… again! Meanwhile, Heidi is all like,