šØThe general election campaign starts TODAY in Boyle Heights.
WEEKS after the warehouse fire, it still stinks of rotting meat ā yet another community abandoned by the California elites.
Today we say: Enough Is Enough!
@GloriaJRomero
šØ NOW THIS IS WHAT AMERICA IS ALL ABOUT!Ā
20-year-old German soccer fan Freddie wraps up his U.S. tour with the ultimate VIP day: White House visit, Speaker Mike Johnsonās balcony, Washington Monument, tomahawk steaks, beef tallow fries, wings, and ice-cold domestic beer.
He LOVES America. Loves Waffle House. Came here expecting the media lies, ādangerous, falling apart, Trump badā and got the real thing instead.
This is the feel-good story of the summer. Outsiders see what the socialist media tries to hide: America is STILL the greatest country on Earth!
We want MORE Freddies, patriots who appreciate freedom, not the America-hating radicals trying to tear it down.
Tomahawk and tallow fries in the house weekly? Hell yeah brother!
In Vinnytsia, Ukraine, a female stork was widowed when her mate died. She is incubating her eggs and is unable to feed herself.
Local residents have started feeding her.
I get why Mamdani thought becoming mayor made him the generalisimo president of New York. Growing up in a fancy Ugandan compound with its own private militia will do that to a person.
TUS TACOS NO CUENTAN (YOUR TACOS DON'T COUNT)
[Intro]
”Grito!
Ā”AjĆŗa! Ā”Ćchenle mis californianos!
[Verse 1]
Iām the man who makes the rules here
Looking at the Golden State
And Iām here to give a lesson
On what goes upon your plate
Do not ask me to your building
To your tables or your chairs
I don't want your grade-A kitchen
Or the health codes that you share!
[Pre-Chorus]
You can pay for your insurance
And your taxes and your rent
But to me your brick and mortar
Isn't worth a single cent!
[Chorus]
”Ay, tus tacos no cuentan!
I don't care about your fees
”Tus tacos no cuentan!
Get down on your bended knees
You can follow every rule
You can pay the state its due
But the guy out on the sidewalk
Is the one Iāll choose over you!
”Tus tacos no cuentan!
[Verse 2]
Oh, you had a health inspector?
And you wash your hands real clean?
Well, that establishment is boring
Not the real authentic scene!
I prefer the dirty pavement
Where the regulations die
While you're drowning in your taxes
Iāll just wave and walk on by!
[Pre-Chorus]
You can cry about the fairness
How youāre hanging by a thread
But the cart without a license
Is the place I will be fed!
[Chorus]
”Ay, tus tacos no cuentan!
I don't care about your fees
”Tus tacos no cuentan!
Get down on your bended knees
You can follow every rule
You can pay the state its due
But the guy out on the sidewalk
Is the one Iāll choose over you!
”Tus tacos no cuentan!
[Breakdown]
(Guitar slows down to a single strum)
[Spoken Word]
Listen to me... there's real street tacos, and you don't get them from some establishment that's been around for a long time! No, seƱor! You get it from the guy who has been making it for a long time in his little cart!
(Laughter)
Ā”SĆganle pagando al fisco, tontos! Ā”AjĆŗa!
[Guitar Solo]
(Fast requinto melody)
[Verse 3]
So you feel a little outraged?
That the governor-to-be
Tells the law-abiding owners
That they mean nothing to me?
Well, it's all about the image
And the pandering, my friend
If it bankrupts your small business
That's just how the story ends!
[Chorus]
”Ay, tus tacos no cuentan!
I don't care about your fees
”Tus tacos no cuentan!
Get down on your bended knees
You can follow every rule
You can pay the state its due
But the guy out on the sidewalk
Is the one Iāll choose over you!
[Outro]
”Tus tacos no cuentan!
Keep paying your rent, fools!
”Tus tacos no cuentan!
(Hard stop)
”Ay, señor!
Get ready to rev those chainsaws on August 22nd as we welcome @choptopmoseley and @WilliCaroline to the @FlagstarStrand to celebrate 40 years of The Texas Chainsaw Massacre 2!
There will be a meet & greet, photo ops, Q&A and a screening of the film!
Buy tickets on our site!
John Thune Just Stabbed Mike Johnsonāand House Republicansāin the Back https://t.co/YVP4X0FBsJ; Actually, he stabbed him in the front. He always stabs us in the front.