On the other side of 5th Avenue in Willie Geist’s barrio, The Jackal just did the healthless covered populous a BIG FUCKING FAVOR. For the record, “our hearts and prescriptions” are with the prayers of the Health Insurance Industry honcho, may he rest in a formulaire without existing conditions and deductibles.
número Cinco:
Hal lee Lou ya. Castellaño para describir que Hal está ya, desde equis momento leyendo algo que Lou publicó.
Across from The Préfecture de Police in Paris, France, the State-run church in La France is about to have a party, sadly, the Bishop of Rome will skip the ceremony and instead listen to the Prince of Purpleness in the voice of Joan Osborne.
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On the menu:
A fucking lamb drowned on/in Iraq War-era French wine, what else?
… but seriously Volks, if God had a name it would definitely be a verb-form, sort of like a GERUND and considering that the motherfucker put Évry god-damned atom in it’s its place, Armando then, would be a pretty good fit, better than any Lego or Playmobil’s “Small World After ‘ol,” period.

