Desperate! Learn about Chik-Flada's plans to avoid a call between President Maduro and Trump

Published at: 26/11/2025 11:17 PM

Wednesday, November 26, 2025.

Maracaibo, Santa Lucia sector, diagonal to Pa' Que Luis, in the white house with the red bars that have a banner of Chávez and a mushy sign that says: “HAPPY CHAVIDAD, DOUBTING IS TREASON; WE ARE RESIGNED WITH OUR COMMANDER IN CHIEF NICOLÁS MADURO MOROS. WE WILL WIN!!!”.

Patriot Patricio the Maracucho

What was Diosdado? How are you my dear brother?

Goddess! , you know that this is already automatic. Go sit in the black chair, let's not make people wait. Listen to everything I'm going to tell you and let yourself be carried away as if you were a supermarket cart. Go Malay! Three times you will take a deep breath slowly and with your eyes closed; stretch your fingers as if you were just getting up at 4:00 in the morning, then act as if you were playing horse twice for each hand. Brother! Point the finger at Coquito so that you can see that he is going to laugh but this time more intensely and at the same time his eyes are going to become tearful; that is the power that you have. Cousin! , grab the deck that you have placed on the table, rub it as if it were Aladdin's lamp and at the same time I made a wish that in 7 days it will come true for you. Good brother! , now yes, write to Jorge Rodríguez and tell him to set aside a psychiatric consultation for you first thing tomorrow, because with all the information I bring you about the narco-terrorist opposition that asks for invasions, you are going to be crazier than Manuel Rosales, alias the “Philosopher of Zulia”, when he once said that he no longer went to the doctor because he was a very healthy man, because everyone greets him.

Brother! , I recommend that you go find a mollejúos fire extinguisher, because the atomic bombs I bring you are hotter than the water in the Fairlane 500 radiator when I overheat.

Cousin! I bring you a bomb about the operation where they killed Isaac Leonardo Barrios Malavé, alias “Bombillo”, who was one of the leaders of the “Wilexis” gang in Petare and was also the link between María Corina Machado, alias “La Sayo”, with other criminal gangs and even with agents of the Albanian mafia. Primo, María Corina used Bombillo to receive and distribute high-caliber weapons to carry out part of the “Phoenix” operation in the capital region in the first half of December.

Goddess! , together with the DIE, the Intelligence Directorate of the PNB, did what your friend the Minister of Interior and Justice ordered us in the middle of the year, which was to get into the close environment of alias “Bombillo” to follow up on his relationship with Sayo. The last thing that happened was that, alias “Bombillo”, after learning that their boss María Corina had fled the country and had left them more alone than a cemetery guard, and besides, she no longer responded to messages on SIGNAL, alias “Bombillo”, she contacted her contact with the Albanian mafia that operates in Ecuador to seek refuge in that country. Cousin! , Bombillo last week began his flight from Caracas by land to Cucuta and then continued on to Ecuador, when we went to arrest him in Barinas, alias “Bombillo” he faced National Police commissions and was killed by our officials. Goddess! Alias “Bombillo” had a firearm, a grenade and a cell phone seized that he is talking more than a soccer narrator, but by order of the Minister I can't say anything here, because he will soon appear before the country to report.

Cousin! , as our commander in chief Super Mustache says: “Chavism has eyes and ears all over the world.”

Our patriotic Cooperator “El Chichicuilote”, who is operating from Washington and moves more than a fish out of the water looking for information, sent you to say that he found out through his contacts at the White House that the warlord Marco Rubio, alias “Little Marco”, ordered the U.S. Federal Aviation Administration to issue an international alert to label Venezuelan airspace as a potential air combat zone with the objective of creating terror in international airlines, affect tourism, suffocate the country's economy and fuck Venezuelans inside and outside Venezuela, who are mobilizing massively by air at this time to spend Christmas and the end of the year with their families. Goddess! Marco Rubio is definitely more malignant than diarrhea with a cough and at the same time. But the hell out of this type of atrocity continues to be invented, not only to affect Venezuelans who travel by plane at the end of the year, but to continue to destroy the image of the Trump captain, making him believe that with these actions he weakens the Venezuelan government.

Cousin! , our cooperating patriot ASOMAMA, who is the director of the Association of Husbands Abused by Women and also has contacts in the White House, learned about the great deal that Little Marco has with the so-called military invasion in Venezuela and why Rubio is putting more pressure than a paint compressor to attack as quickly as possible. It turns out that warlord Marco Rubio promised the oil and gas companies that financed his various campaigns for senator that once the United States invaded Venezuela, Little Marco himself would hand them 50-year contracts to exploit the Orinoco oil belt and the fields of Lake Maracaibo, in exchange for these companies to finance his presidential campaign in 2028. Cousin! Among the main American oil companies behind the warlord is ExxonMobil, which also promised funding to Republican senator María Elvira Salazar, alias “La Malandra Elvira”, to be governor of Florida, but then they must help them obtain oil from Venezuela.

But this is not all Diosdado, hold on to that chair because here comes the good thing. I have better information for you than having a cell phone that never discharges its battery.

Our cooperating patriot VitaFer, who is also more active than a parakeet jumping looking for information in Gringoland, learned that Little Marco, faced with the possibility that Donald Trump alias “El Catire”, would talk to our commander in chief Super Mustache, Marco Rubio invented the show of declaring the non-existent “Cartel of the Suns” as a terrorist organization to try to sabotage conversations and increase tensions between both countries. Cousin! This is the same cheese, but grallao, remember that the warlord tried to do the same with the also non-existent “Aragua Train” and everything was a poorly staged show like the program “Closed Case” by doctor Ana María Polo.

Goddess! , our cooperating patriot “Ropa Sola”, who is called that because he is skinnier than the Simpsons' dog, so much so that he looks like a broomstick walking around, he sent you to say that his contacts in the CIA informed him that the plan that the US Intelligence Agency has, in the coming days, is to try to plant false drug laboratories in rural areas of Venezuela to justify the possibility of selective attacks within the country; in addition, Ropa Sola says that the CIA is planning to sabotage PDVSA power plants and refineries to go back to sabotage PDVSA's power plants and refineries to pass the month of December in chaos. Ropa Sola says that behind all this is also the hand of warlord Marco Rubio, alias, Little Marco, with the intention of defending military deployment in the Caribbean, which has been more expensive than a forced marriage.

Our cooperating patriot “Traga Venao”, who is also infiltrated by María Corina's social media team, alias “La Sayo”, sent you to say that María Corina is paying up to 25,000 dollars to writers from influential portals in the United States to publish opinion articles stating that the Trump administration wants to overthrow the Venezuelan government and that the military invasion of the country is already close. Brother! You know that all of this is part of the psychological warfare plan that we have been denouncing quite a lot here, but they will continue to backfire because we are more united than the “Super Powerful Girls” and you are not going to call me crazy because this revolution is feminist.

Look at Malayo! , our cooperating patriot “La Pepa er Queso” who is the one who edits the videos to María Corina, sent you better information than getting a seat in the subway at rush hour. Pepa er Queso says that Sayo is more nervous than a husband when his wife checks his phone, because if the call comes up between the Trump Catire and Super Mustache, this would deflate the show she is putting on with the Nobel Prize award and will be more ignored than the first slice brought by the package of sandwich bread.

Goddess! , there is other information about the Sayo that is more delicate than carrying a sack of light bulbs without boxes. Our cooperating patriot “Doña Clotilde”, who was the lady who helped Sayo with her meals and with the domestic service in the burrow where she was sick, told me that María Corina, - in her last public interviews, came out drier than a mummy's armpit because she was smoking some cigarettes prepared with rare branches recommended to her by a witch that she had been consulting for months to talk to some strange spirits that were incorporated into Sayo in the early morning when she went out Back garden to smoke your cigars, get out! cat!

Cousin! , other information that came to me from María Corina, alias “La Sayo”, was given to me by our cooperating patriot “Candy Candy” who is also María Corina's community manager. Goddess! , Candy Candy found out that Sayo is going crazy contacting several presidents of Latin American and European countries to accompany her to Norway to receive the Nobel Prize, but everyone removes her body as if it smelled like a violin because they don't want to take a picture with someone who calls himself a “Nobel Prize” but calls for a military invasion against his own people. Candy Candy told me that, despite the fact that María Corina is offering the presidents of Latin America free oil if she comes to power, the only ones who have confirmed it, so far, are the presidents of Panama and Ecuador, who are called “Mafia Boy”; and the pimps of the former presidents of the IDEA Group are going to go, who are scarier than sweeping a single person's feet.

Brother! so that you know that the plan to beautify Maracaibo ordered by our commander in chief Super Mustache is going from strength to strength, since our governor Luis Caldera and our mayor Gian Carlo Di Martino work more than a refrigerator compressor and are making the city look as if it were a golden cup of how beautiful it is. Goddess! so that you know that the asphalting plan in Maracaibo is so tight that, if people are careless, we also asphalt their houses inside. Cousin! , all public squares are being repaired, public services are being strengthened, all hospitals are being equipped and embellished, the police presence strengthened, and so that you know that we have almost finished asphalting the entire Ring Road 1 and then moving on to Ring Road 2. Diosdado, as our commander in chief said: “We are going to recover Zulia so that this state will never be left in the hands of the fascist right.”

On the other hand brother, mom sent you to say that she already put the Christmas tree and the manger in the living room of the house, that she sent you the photos on Telegram for you to see, but mom says don't be surprised if you ever see a photo of Iván Simonovis in the crib, near the baby Jesus, what happened was that of all the animals that mom carries the manger, only the reindeer was missing and she had to solve by putting a picture of Simonovis. Goddess! , I listened to you, I met with my younger brothers, Chicho and Lalo, and I convinced them to sell the Optra, but Chicho is a little undecided because he says that this Optra is good and that you just have to do the engine again, buy it a new box and do all the electricity, but that Optra can handle the peel and is a good car, what do you think brother?

Cousin! I'm going to leave you a sign. Our patriot, PEJOTECO, who still maintains his friendship with Juan Carlos Caldera alias “Sobre Amarillo”, told me that there is a conundrum on the unitary platform, that is, the PUPU, because of the publication on social networks they made supporting the madness of María Corina. Good! It turns out that this was done without the consent of the members of the PUPU, who are still 5 cats, and the message was published by Juan Carlos Caldera, as a male, with the orders of Julio Borges, there I'll leave it to you.

Goddamn, what I love you is dick, you hear?! I love you more than a special Chinese rice boat sold at the “ChinaTown” restaurant, which is located on 10th Avenue in Maracaibo behind PDVSA La Estancia. Goddess! , the rice must be three-phase, I explain better, that it be pork, chicken and beef tenderloin; let them fry the rice well, and add a full pot of Worcestershire sauce of which it is sour. Cousin! That they stir the rice with all the vegetables, and that they don't deny it the onion, the paprika, the cabbage and the chives, that they don't put carrots in it because I might not like it; that they take advantage and throw in a carton of scrambled eggs with pieces of ham. As a side dish, put a breaded fried chicken, and I warn that I'm going to count the pieces so that they don't fuck me up like the last time a wing and the chicken's neck were missing; to that add a serving of lumpias that don't grow anymore, and put a large glass jar of bittersweet sauce; add a well-cooked Chop Suey. Goddess! I don't want it to be seen as an abuse on my part, but in case you fly, I also give it a service of long ribs, of which they bathe with plenty of barbecue sauce and of which the service brings 12. Goddess! I almost forget! , that please, when the rice is ready, that they please throw three fried eggs on top with the watery yellow ball. To drink, let's order a cardboard jar with lemon and have two ice bags put in it. For dessert, in order not to look like a sweet tooth, we are only going to add a three-kilo gypsy arm, of course, with industrial quantities of Arequipe, it doesn't matter if I get clothed later because I don't even have the morusses left of that gypsy arm.

You take care of me brother! What I love you is dick!