Go to sleep, Stephanie Rhule… 🎶 Lay across my big corrugated bed

Lovely charm you got there, but hibernate. Take 4 and let Hollywood take over. And Öüï begins with The Reader’s Digest Review.

A Complete Stallone, that’s a Phase for Radio and a Voice for A.I..

Laughter The Best Medicine… this section of the Digest has been cut-off from “This American Life” in clinics across John Cougar mellons 👨🏻‍🌾 camps, where John 🚜 Deere said, « Fuck You Guys, I’m taking my tractor to México ».

A Mattress Full of Faul. SPIRIT and EGO.

Any 🦉 Hoot, Steph, aren’t you glad that John McCaffe is dead as FOLK Disco? Yeeezzz Whiz, can you imagine anti-intelligence with artificial-viruses and pig fæces on a horse’s steak. This is how “Yellow Matter Custard” got on that “Dead Dog’s Eye”… and don’t get Mí started with “the pornographic pristess” going crazy with the “Crabalocker fishwife”.

Over at The MarJo SHOW, Kendrick LaMarr just niggerized A.I. on the Jazz Sho. Fuck it, it’s a New Morning 🌅 fuck your Hip Hop, Lamarr’s words, not from this clochard.

Conjuring conjugations and all of The Vatican que “ustedarmará.

But speaking of The Concalvosconclaves, not con calvos, haw’bout that sea, vamonos a PORNIC con Pancho Villa. We last touched waves and ondas with The Real Tesla on our ruta de Rita de Compostela a Durango en BILBAO, Basque Country.