It's Cinco de Mayo, when everyone celebrates the improbable victory of the Mexicans over a French army at Pueblo.
That means, in this bucolic rural haven, that Latino house pounds into the night sky as dogs bark psychotically and the odd crazed peacock screeches approval. You think I'm joking? No, I'm not. It's like a Mexican problem farm.
Bankster Obscenity
But I don't mind, Macron's been 9 gig hacked by /pol. Good work, guys. Pop open a Tecate and consider it a job well done. But maybe you think the Russians did it. What can we say?
Those pesky kremlins get everywhere.
Cheers,
LSP
