In Paris to They (those motherfuckers), Marco Rubio is in town, the Reich’s Secretary of State will meet with Flore Caron of the france musiques to discuss the possibilities of incorporating Texas Governor, Greg Abbott, into the the opéra ballet 🩰 for handicapable cripples, according to sources close to Abbott (that motherfucker), the governor will audition Last, with the Prix du Kitsch 🦽,
… and Stéphanie Rhule, i got good at being great when Eye heard your passion on my Nightcap.

Yes, BFM… Öüïknowdis. Now let’s fuck like on Manic Mondays and then Öüï goes skateboarding 🛹 like an Egyptian.
If you motherfuckers had seen the 45° on the Baby Sequoia in front of that fucking Stone you Coq Suckers would have known that Secrets, indeed Adelina, are in PLAIN SIGHT💅🏼
Ever heard of The California Pinto League? I had some friends there… ⚾ but that is not the point, the point is that today the Sun hits the ground in the Cour de la mini milpa de Châtelet and so the shoots go in the pot, where Hierba-Buena is feeling peachy like a Mojito à la Cour de la rue Gabriel (75008).
It’s a perfect day near and around Ramsès-es-es obelisk, the skin feels like Escondido in winter but without la neblina mañanera de San Diego… if you’ve ever been.
Any 🦉 hoot, Pablo Torre, nice apple… did you catch the Fed Powell going Badum-Tisch 🥁 on The Easter Bunny. Eye tells you Pablo Torre, “Évry news you take, Évry post you send” is on The Synchronicity album, the rest is nothing but a Wayne Newton on a James Bond film (remake).















