Let’s Dew This… cumbia, hasta las tres de la mañana

🕺🏼Pélame la cinta… and DON’T CALL ME JENNYFER, take a Doliprane, and Madame Arthur has ALWAYS, always been a drag queen, she used to do a Show called TOOTSIE where she played the role of a newspaper delivery boy. Ahora, CALLAS.

Hawaii Bombay son de lo que no hay at 120 pumps per minute.

I said “pélame la cinta” not Cry me a fucking Karaoké 🎤 “Sing-it Bay Bee”… Groove is in the heart y “La Mucura” está en el suelo while Les y LAS Muguet de la CGT are separated where the Streets Have No Name.

En “El 33”… hoy no hubo jazz³

³~. Me’Xtraña, MARjo que siendo Araña con buenas garras (grrrr) you ask Mí to stop playing with my left Hand 👌… how then, Marjo Kalten-Porten Jazz should Eye release Lynrd’s “Free Bird”?… with Thomas Corbillon’s clackie-TI, clack on the Mongo Santa Sandía?

Pprrrr 🌬️ 🎺 🤌🏿🤌🏿🤌🏿

ibid.

What, MarJo? What would happen if HERBIE HANCOCK was coming-of-jazz in the Age of Trump?

Radio Shack™️ would have killed Marjo’ Porten jazz career, that’s what Would happen and I fucking told you motherfuckers that I would bring the Wood.

50 Years after, Ho Chi Min remains the same, he is a Sonovabitch.

Gentric got Ran over by an ice cream delivery truck 📍

Up Next on the “Overhang” it’s dyslexic Trump and the Story of how Grampa Got Ran Over by, anyone? Grampa got Ran over by a?

By a dear, Rain by a dear. So enjoy the sunshine… if you are in Alabama (DIXIE bleu), because come X-mas you sure are going to miss that fucking tree 🌲

Hola, Donald. The Buck stops with Eric, or that other kid that was recently rejected by Harvard

… Deer 🦌 MELANIA TRUMP… Tomorrow is payday, and if I don’t have my QUO, you are going to play the ROLE of a QUID on an Austrian bitch.

and Donald J. Trump… fuck!!!
The Clock 🖕🏽 Sucker is a Dodger!!!
ROCK IT .

🫟

… And, Carolina sin Jazz in that jizz that you spew, this ain’t a THREAT, this is European Jazz, which I personally think that President Trump is into, right?

… Casi siempre se le hace de día

Meanwhile… Magdalenas del sexo convexo se moja las canas con George Clooney. O algo así. Never mind the sequence and Che Araña 🕸️, don’t sweat the technique, Eye is going to play Carambola en ese Cambalache.

Sí ve, Mole...

Sí ve, Mole… i am going to make your Bando Léon sound like a Mariachi snorting Cocaine on a Zeppelin’ASPra DORA.

Musical score by the Mexican muse of  Enrique Santos Discépolo… en estos tiempos cuando cualquier cabrón pretende autografiar una biblia de Chop🪓in. For this mouvement Öüï is wearing “Doc” Holiday’s hat in Tombstone and Jim Morrison is picking up the lines that The Summer Olympics spread throughout Metro line Balderas-Orly.

From the producers of “The goats who stare at The Cluny” and radiorance comes the story of El Salvador, musical score 🎼 by Chava Flowers from El Distrito Federal.

Anyhow, Gabrielle Oliveira Gu John, can Ewes really appreciate the G.L.O.R.I.A. of Bach or only the farts of the Amazons on Bezos trip?

Meet Mí at Mc Carty’s “Bridge of Light” en Tuxla Gutiérrez, —pero en ¡fa🪄

Skateboarding in fa menor

Micromégas is knocking on your door. The front one.