Ya Chole Con Tu Ska  d’Espelette… tócame mejor los aguacates con habanero y dos TACOs con sal com le gustan a Donald Trump, that fucking “gallina”.

Six Degrees de Kevin Bacon en DocsDF y Cine Migrante con tu mamá también. Y por cierto, mi padrino Emiliano le manda a usted [don Muguruza] y a los buenos chicos y chicas de DocsDF (en París FR, no en la CDMX) decir, that:

El Espectro de tú Jefa is Fast, Fast, Faster than a Furious Putty Tat.

Prefiero morir con mis suelas gastadas por un reportaje que vivir con tus botas nuevas de Combat Rock.

I rather die on my feet wearing shoe leather reporting souls³ than on my knees wearing Pablo Gleason’s brand new combat rock boots.

³~. It’s TROU 🕳️ each hole on my Blue Suede Shoes is full of souls. But you and those “pesky” ghouls of your jefa don’t have to take my blog for it, seriously don’t take my blog a güey, ask the good people of Pariseko Euskal Etxea, i was there when the leader of that Band told Pablo’s friends³ at Cité I. Universitaire de Paris, that:

The one thing that the Spanish resistance, or the generations that followed in France would not do, would be to ask the Embassy for help. It made no sense.

It ain’t easy living like gypsy — G n R Lies.

For context, that particular remark echoed what Vargas Llosa had said about El Partido Revolucionario Institucional, but with his glorious mornings under Franco in Spain.

³~. Paraphrasing that Vasco’s* musings, off-course.

*~. José Gabriel Gasó Cuenca
Dir. de la Federación de Asociaciones de Emigrantes Españoles en Francia;
8 de junio, 2014

After the break Fenster The Copy Editor goes from “Hope’s Tax” to the “Re-instated Tariff”, followed by Putita “la yegua” and nosotros los Zebras.

.3 de junio: día de todos los Kevins