³~. Ask the nice BAPSA officer in front of Jorge Saldaña’s old studio 🎙️ at HdV, today that broadcasting room is a McDonald’s 🍔.
Sand dunes native here. Sandnigger means “Perspicacity. Also a horseman or knight », period!
An in-kind reminder that I, Armando Segovia,
Do knot select the rotation of Héctor Belascoaran Shayne, César Duarte’s régional banks in the State of Chihuahua, nor the playlists at fip . fr 🛩️
For the record, i stopped believing in Coincidences when you sir, gifted me a copy of Pedro Páramo from Comala, c’est a dire, the events of The Early morning of February 1st, 2021, with the fellow who looks like Hermann Dune were recreated this morning on the steps of La Bourse de Paris… but with a different client of Emmaus Agora.
And, madame la porte-parole de la Préfecture de Police à Paris, Loubna Atta, it is futile to file a complaint at the 4éme Arrondissement, as the nice BAPSA officer suggested for me to do, needless to say, the very next time that one of his “coffee” customers from la rue des Bourdonnais feels like “pinching my toe as I sleep,” again, then somebody is going to have a piece of rebar traversing his fucking heart.
You, madam, can fill-in-the blanks from the narrative that I recounted to the following personnel with ties to la Mairie de Paris:
— Mr. Raphaël Parenti
— The psychiatre at 32 rue des Bourdonnais 75001
—The nice police officer on duty at the police commissariat at Le Grand Palais, on February 2021… or just ask the American Consulate legal section, they have a copy of the Document, and Mika Brzezinski at MSNBC is aware of the existence of said document.
Contexto del mes de octubre de 2015, a seguir. Y sí don Paco, es un rollo paralelo a la visita de John Mill Ackerman en el 2014 a París… momentito por favor, porque tiene que ver con la pregunta que le hiciera una voz femenil al minuto 53 con 55 segundos en ese mismo foro, y con su respuesta a ella en el contexto de Marx Vol. 2; y sí don Paco, la cuestión giró en torno a, “¿quién escribe el presente, para mejor ubicar el pasado Sin Divisionismos ni Sectas Partidistas? •—_¡_—• Captura de pantalla cortesía de La Brigada FIL hashtag — o alguna chingadera del tuítter que más o menos se escribe así.
ECONOMICS REPRODUCTION as explained by a Washington commentator: sarcasm, or exceptional cynisim… Andrea Mitchell decides.
… yeah, it’s like MONOPOLIES with restraints… right, Timmy—my boy? Alex can we [the staff] get a hell yeah? With a special Kasie Hunt thunderbolt?
Hey there Cousin Joe, we [the staff] are a bit confused with this fellow named Timothy Carney, a commentary editor at The Washington Examiner; maybe it was sarcasm or maybe it was the bratty ways of yet another one of America’s favorite exceptional kids who equates the US debt, as one of those “to big to fail Scams” that come with an $85 Billon Dollar Bailout tag and, as if that wasn’t enough, Carney gets his kicks by pouring some salt on a deep-cut wound, es decir, Mika, by aluding to your audience [the staff included] that there is no such thing as a Citizens United Supreme Court decision; has that law been repealed? Senator McCain (R – AZ) has not sent the memo about that aberration being scraped from the books.
Bad troll—no cookie.
BTW.—you guys! Good job! Kudos to the MorJo Hearing Impaired Team for CENSURING out that particular comment about Citizens United made by Mr. Free Enterprise above, for those with difficulties inside the ears, here it goes:
Corporations aren’t people, they don’t actually pay TAXES—they COLLECT IT [sic]…
Where is Barnicle when you need him, wonder what Mrs. Barnicle at B of A would comment about trolly mcTroll comments above.
Willie Geist most definitely approves of that digital white-out… tell you what, Cousin Joe, please have the one and only Andrea Mitchell talk to the ex FED Chairman and ask her to please instruct Ol’fountainhead Greenspan to place a complimentary phone call to Janet Yellen, and have the current FED Chairperson print out a couple dozen wads of brand spanking new Steive Mnuchin $100 Dollar bills, wrapped up in $50 dollar sheets, please ensure that the Secretary’s signature is showing… Fuck it: We Are The United States! — Not Sean Penn’s Venezuela!
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Katty, my Dear, you ask for context?—we don’t need no Stinkin’ Context!
… al regresar,
“Marco teórico mis huevos;
marco los de los cuadros,” o algo así —según PIT II.
Hey, Cousin Joe, the next time you have the urge to book presidente Fox on your morning show, please go ahead and book Paco Jr., no seas una burbuja; o como decía Young Karl Marx: un circuito cerrado de Información Reproducida en amplitud bien modulada… and Cousin Joe: no te sigas haciendo pendejo con ese iPhone X, ¡ya mándalo Güey!
