Tag Archives: PMU — Paul McCartney Universe

Issy-Eye-seen that movie too, mister president

Hello Goodbye : don’t come around here no more ; now that’s just Petty.

⚙️ ONLY ⚙️ FANS ⚙️
… from The Cavern to the Ed Sullivan SHOW to year 33 on The Tonight Show ; ISSY-it’s-SABOTAGE.

From the producers of “Cerditos en El Espacio” and « Pigs at Bay », comes the lost story of Louis Pasteur at Howard Johnson’s 33-flavors and then some ice cream parlor at/in Rockridge U.S.A. :

🥙 Pigs at the beach and kebabs in space 🚀

 

But first! Öüï Ketch-es-up with Semolina Pilchard who is riding a bicycle next to the ASSOMPTION DAY sinister at ZARA’s location on Rivoli and the Compostela outlook next to Châtelet ; elemental penguins relay that JR’s “alegory” is missing a lower capital L en ese plato, but then again little ol’ i told Ewe so.

It’s beginning to look like an Allegorical Front, you better believe, IT!, Ewe bet.

 

Jump to page Tú on Carte Blanche… but you better not cross Pont Neuf.

Hoy, fip no tuvo ritmo en su poe-eh-CIA

Hey Jude, say no to online cupids, and cyber-Celestinas, this is to say Marjolena Portenkalten-Hugo, de que “yo soy d’Esos amantes a l’ Antigua 🏴‍☠️… 🌹

Kill Mí now. What a let down after Marjo’s grand opening.

Page Tú

Best Seats in The  House… box, best seats in The Box.

 

Spoken like a trou 🕳️ pro, Marjo… play ball!!!

Hasta la Victoria siempre, Dámaso, 🇨🇺

Hágale pues hasta con Vallenato, María.

 

Now find Mí, somebody to love.

Hey, let’s go al PMU 🐎⚽🃏

What in the world is Paul McCartney doing to They?

Nailed The Lunula On That Matrix, oeN 💅

— Who cares, let’s go to Mexico.

Eye dig news… don’t mind the 🍏 maggots—bite The Big 🍎 Apple.

But, comme d’habitude, SINatRA begins in Washington, where Nicole Wallace is having her own Saturday Night Massacre at the U.S. Justice Department and the U.S. Marshalls they don’t care because in the newest continent of Em# all, it’s the return of The Black Shirts and the motherfuckers are all wearing WHITE in Shining armor, and if you know who “Johnny” is, then sit back and enjoy 50 years of National Lampoon’s orchestrated by a tyrannical Jew who prefers to be called LORD, —rather than Sir.

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I’m Sirius, and you’re Knot.