Inside of Jon’s Watch, however, las putas locas are still pointing to the hours before all’Dis motherfucking Circus with Donald J. Trump and, his personal “Jésus”, Vladimir Putin, became an “app” on John Heilemann’s (and others*****) “KetchuP” detail.
others*****… Mark Halperin, who’s now living inside of André The Giant’s miniature genie’s Water Tower (which doubles as DRUM BOY’s black coffee percolator KP Duty, at The Ed Sullivan Theater—of course) where the Colbert Report meets The Daily Show.
Willie Geist has all of the Swim and Birthday Suits details, from the AXIOS formas, que también, Cousin Joe, son FOND@S para tu FORMAT — …can you please re-interpret that for the people at Sciences Po, mr. Compagnon… with S.V.P. on top, dijo The Young Lieutenant, Paul Harvey.
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The following is a PSA on tortilla prices at the Cheerios®️ Grocery for tiny manitas de
Tyranosaurus Rex-es-es, Mr. BRONTIS á La Préfecture.
(Ewe had to have been there
to get this Renegado M.C. reference, Junior).
This plug on Mika and Joe is sponsored by Nescafé. Nescafé, the stuff General Gaddafi used on the Stones and their fanzine base…
And no, Sirens. No Öüï CAN’T bee Kool Moe Dee, but Öüï know that the Freaks break things at Night. TimeStamp: Trombone and Paper Clips at Fip Central Time 19:20.
Dear, Mika Brzezinski de Scarbourough,
Here’s your double-shot.
Just exactly what sort of “empowering” answer were you expecting from the Ronald Reagan candidate this morning on Your Husband’s Show?
A stupid Mike Barnicle, gutsy, however LowBall answer to the price on Cereal? Which if you think about it, and considering that his significant other Runs a motherfucking bank “OF AMERICA, » no less, one has to wonder, why would Mike Barnicle bee going around morning shows with the latest quote on Tortilla News; Right, International New York Times!?
Who does the shopping in your house, Mike? Siri, Alexa, La Sirvienta de R O M A.???
TO WHICH WE armando segovia / armando serrano–prieto say to Brontis á La Prefecture:
Can, you, MARIANNE, understand the importance of John Goodman and his musical monologue chairs, now?… o te lo desartículo para los Amigos de México en France (ProMéxico).
It’s important because by the time the Spotlight is pointing at Things We Said Before, all of our references, all of our NOTES; all of this and more, Marianita, are on the three burners cooking the big Fucking dish that i always told you that it needed to be seasoned in Your BackYard: Mexico Sq∴
And still to come [Pariente] on The Circus:
Boom! He’s not even on the runGüey, yet. Let’s see this Landing on the Bronx, and then; and only then, said an an educated semi-colón on Mika’s early morning tumbona premier, with The Guy who split tails on the Mermaids, —we’ll check the motherfucking Circus App.
And Cousin Joe vented his Venti Venti:
—”Are Ewe not Entertained!!!”
And, Bufford T. Justice went to Alice:
—Tooooooooo Da’Moon, Alice!
To the Moon!
And Alice replied:
—To The Who, Keith?
And the Drunk on Da’ Wall at Rockridge goes:
—No, dang-on it Alice, just stare at Yoko’s ass. Ewe Loon.
The Drunk on Da’Wall at Rockridge, starring Georges Méliès, and narrated by Brian Williams on a Special “Rapid Fire” engagement for the Mornin’ Joe pusher at way too early on MSNBC.