South American Travel Agency
El Mico Putumayo was called to Cuba.
He was told to stop the circus with the U.S. because, ehem, now the heirs of the power in Cuba would like to be friendly with Old Grumpy Uncle Sam. He's got his red boxers in a knot, and said "well... elections, what about my elections?" And the answer was: "fuck you, declare yourself a commie and hold no elections, you're a goddamn clown, get out of here."
As soon as el Mico was leaving through one door, the Colombian guerrillas (ELN & FARC) were entering through the other door.... and the conversation was:
-"Hey, we need weapons!"
-"Fuck you, you better make peace with the government or go piss a rope, because.... guess what, we are cutting your lifeline assholes. Don't let the door hit your ass when you leave, jungle monkeys."
So now you know what these people were doing down in Cuba.
Y'all need to understand that with a funeral not far beyond, the ones calling the shots in Cuba don't need those clowns making things difficult for them!


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