THE CLIPPERS

Hey, Tommy! Long time no see man? You're dodging your ass on the C.I.A. You're still riding with the tram? The Cuban Mule still your personal driver? You still chasing little skirts on your way to work? Time goes by so fast. Things are not the way they used to be any more. Castro is dead. Communism is over. Nobody trusts anybody anymore. Still pigeon shit on you Window Pane? When was the last time you washed the Havana-Drone-Shit off your window pane? You gotta stop jerkin off. I'm gonna put down you WLAN. Turn your Stereo off. I wanna hear the Accoustic Syndrome. Shuhht the ef up or your gonna be historical memory. 'Cause your memorical history is gone. Take a shower and go to school!

Stop with the beer. That's only for me.

Jerk!

You still in the Paper Club? I need to learn how to make a copy of an email in my phone. Can you teach me later? Snapshot. I need to learn how to make snapshots of an email...

The C.I.A server is quite unconformably inconvenient to send an email. You never know where to write your phone, your email, or yous address.

Only I have no other choice. All Refugee Camps are bugged. Otherwise they have a CLONE SERVER. How am I gonna write my message to the C.I.A without get caught. Russians are not allowed to write to the C.I.A. The minute they finde out you are Cuban you are in Virginia drinking in the bush.

The only way a Cuban is not sipping margeritha in Honolulu is that a Russian set him up with the C.I.A cause they cannot call. The protocol is different for Cubans...

Love ❤️ Luisito.