In graceful pose, the stems of our glorious patriarch heading towards a megalomaniac puberty, as they already live (and which is not out) his daddy. His eyes, still innocent, are already showing signs of getting drunk with the power of dad, and all the gallantry of crazy, "they review" the armies he commands, along with light and dark viziers, her daddy, Don Napolipe Cristerón Encajaesa, prince of the forgetful, the eSPOTS king and emperor of social inequality.
And in court, it is also lovely to see the brothers Hildebrand combing from the balcony of our military. As thin people always close to the bullets and power. Be prepared for when the "Nacos" are tired (again).
Where will all the people, idiotic, concurs in the iron and the city streets to cheer on an army hateful, ignorant, abusive and has been found in so many tricks criminals?
And Admiral Saynez, and nothing is said? Have you forgotten his alleged links with drug traffickers? Already armed forces are all around a figure of our president rubber?
Ay, Mexico. Viva oblivion and historical amnesia. Live hawks. Long live the Rambos. Viva the church and pedophilia. And they live thanks to you, who come to the streets to give him your palms to the pride of the murderers, while your children, far from there, starving and cold throughout this, the (now Blessed) Republic of the simulation.
Snif.
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