Frog legs, according to the MorJo coffee shop show.
Meanwhile, on the Wallace-a-thon, Former Senator Claire McCass is spilling the beans on how they (KloubuChar and her) got away with alimony from the thousands of boyfriends that they squeezed on the CAMPaign trail (Volumes 1 through 9). On set, Nicole is showing signs of serious fatigue, it seems that “skittles and coffee” are dragging the Purple Pundit down, way down; two chairs down, to Nicolle’s right is Ari Melver, clean-shaven y como dijera Bumble Bee Man on the Simpsons (from Springfield, Ohio) “más fresco que una lechuga”. Ari Melber is a lawyer, the Seattle Sounder makes a lot of “lechugas”, which is C.O.D.E. for the Federal Reserve Board “greenbacks“, SO, there is only one explanation that can account for the Hip-Hop pundit’s vitality, that motherfucker is High on cocaine, just like every motherfucking Lawyer in the United States. So g’ahead Wallace, we know that you don’t lie, you don’t lie — lie on the ground, have some cocaine.
She’s so tired… she just Glitched a Meachum in the Matrix.:.8AE009E8-A1A1-4339-A2D5-6F25FD809E45 •|• Over in Hilo, Hawaii, Mr. Cool Breeze Over The Mountains Reeves*, takes on the role of Senator Romney, and turns into a Mexican Bandido.
COCAINE, make your impeachment experience of 2019 be like the one when Nixon got caught robbing a Bank:
La quebrada en tabla
Dessert… to “clear the Table“:
Panqué (moulleux) fourré au caramel
BEURRE sale, and Ketchup à volonté.
A Year in l’Historia
November 2019 follows
22h20 CET on 21-11-2019.:.4C199476-07F6-410B-AEC4-87CB2BFB4AA8 •|• Rep. (CA) Adam Schiff, “We Are Better Than That”. It’s Turkey Time.
During the lunch session, it was agreed that “los comensales” would adopt an identity, Mitt Romney said, “I will be Johnny Utah”.
The sheep counting urges on Nicolle, quantum leaped her to Capitol Hill and her fatigue even Matrixed the Brave Fiona and that dude Mr. Holmes. Awestrucking. Meanwhile, Ari Melver is donating Cocaine to the rest of the LawYers on the Purple Pundit’s Show.
Things got back to normal when el Niño Luc showed up, the french spinner was supposed to DJ, but Americans sin acento can’t resist a French dude in a fancy setting so Devin Nunes, the rankiest member at the lunch settin’ dressed Mr. Luc as a “Maître D’Hôtel de la Capitol Records Police… Oh, the humanity. It was at this precise moment, when Mr. Nunes was giving Mr. Niño Luc his suit that the Trump apologiste decided what his identity for the lunch would be. Mr. Nunes saw el Niño Luc’s presentation card. It had a Siren Den logo, so Mr. Nunes woul be the Starbucks Siren… on Motherfucking LSD!!! Everyone at the table agreed, the identity fit his sorry two–face cheekily cheeks purrfect.