OUR MAN in BELIZE. Europe/USA/CORRUPT HELL, om-going? IN BELIZE, N0: 45: BEFORE the Assassin, Drug test for SENIOR COPS?....WHOA!!! OBESITY not only TOP COP GIG!!!
BELIZE. The People.
JE SUIS DESPAIR MAMA her love was not EQUAL for U and Me on the Bois du Bolongue where all the Homosexuals meet? Where Francine said "Non!" to fish, a Lesbian, et MOI, I think I am JEWISH, cut out Pork, give me Pheasant? Mamma; her very wo5rds? DO? I fornicate insidious Culture PENIS macho Uniform? Flashing light-CAYE U, CAYE ME!. Je suis despair, Non Napoleon!!!
Pheasant?...How do I DEAL with these Belezean MONSTERS who promenade in dry-clean Uniforms, belts & Guns, when ALL I and my Children HAVE aRE SPUN-WORN CLOTHES and FOOD, the kind these UNIFORMS will never TASTE or lost in their death-mammas last embrace; NOT working for the YANKEE DOLLAR, muck worse! BELIZEAN-POLITIC-CANNIBALISM.....Watch the Politicians sapping each OTHER on the back!
Je Suis despair. Gotta Crocodile...named Ralph... out back of mah Casa. I know HE is there.....!...I got a CROCODILE out back. Wotchchagonna DO BELIZE? And SO it goes. The People.
c.2021.davedelqacroix,corozal, belize."Je suis despair"...Chanson-Francais".
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