Desperate! Learn about La Sayo's plans in Europe (+Swarm)

Published at: 26/08/2026 10:25 PM

Wednesday, August 26, 2026.

Maracaibo, Santa Lucia sector, diagonal to Pa' Que Luis, in the white house with the red bars that have a Chávez banner and a mushy sign that says: WE WILL WIN!

Patriot Patricio the Maracucho.

What was Diosdado? How are you my dear brother? Cousin! Until I see you sitting in the black chair, I'm not going to start with the letter.

Brother! Listen to me, I tell you to sit in the black chair to avoid being given a sponsorship and going backwards, to the amazement of the atrocities being committed by the fascist and failed opposition against the country. But ah brother! Anyway, make the most of it and ask for at least one lemon panela juice that you like so much, to help you lower your temperature and cool off, because you've been talking more than a retired cuddle. Another thing Diosdado! Take the opportunity to confirm to Brother Jorge Rodríguez that tomorrow, Thursday, first thing in the morning, you will go to the office, because with all the information I bring you from the divided and stateless opposition, you are going to be crazier than Manuel Rosales, alias “The Philosopher of Zulia” when he said that he loves to bathe in the rain, but without getting wet.

Good Primo! Here I bring you the first atomic bombs that came to me, and they come hotter than the exhaust of a motorcycle taxi.

Brother! Do you remember that last week, Enrique Márquez, alias “Rubber is replacement” held a press conference? Good Primo! On this subject, our cooperating patriot “La Gatúbela”, who operates in the communication swarm of María Corina, alias “La Sayo”, told me that the “MariCori Submarine with Hollow” ordered its entire network of longliners not to report any of the statements made by “Rubber is spare” at its press conference, although later, Sayo ordered the influencers and communication assassins that remain on her payroll to fall on Enrique Márquez on social networks; because remember Diosy That Sayo doesn't forgive “Rubber” e' Replacement” that went to the United States to take away the spotlight in Congress.

Cousin! That's where I got other information about Sayo's “Submarine with a hole”, which is better than when the only two questions you studied came out on the exam in high school.

This morning, when our cooperating patriot “La Popis” wrote to me to say good morning and to tell me how much she missed me; she also told me that María Corina was more worried than when you went to the bathroom in someone else's house and there was no paper. Goddess! According to Popis, Sayo is still sick in Panama, there are not many places where they want to receive it because it hurts more than a slap in the eye, and because she is more of a liar than a drunkard making promises. Brother! Another thing that Popis heard is that since hardly anyone talks about Sayo anymore, so she is thinking of taking advantage of an activity she has in Norway to tour European countries, the only bad thing is that she goes around like crazy writing to the governments of European countries, but they leave it in sight, because even in the old continent they don't want to receive it.

Cousin! Here I bring you a “Without tricks or tricks”, “The Mazo Doesn't Deceive”.

Do you remember that in past letters I had already informed you that in Vente Venezuela they did not welcome Juan Pablo Guanipa, alias “Tequeño Traidor” because he was more hypocritical than Judas Iscariot? Good brother! So you know that already this week Henry Alviarez, alias “Teletubi”, recommended for the eleventh time to María Corina's “Submarine with Hollow”, not to invite closed meetings or give more key information to Tequeño Siniestro, because Teletubi is already of the same idea as Magalí Meda, alias “La Commadre”, that the Tequeño Diabolico is a spy for Julio Borges, alias “El Cejón”, and he sold himself overnight as an opponent “and that” “radical” to gain Sayo's trust, but like all Judas, he's going to stab her in the back behind his back as he is already doing.
Goddess! Remember that we were the first to tell you that comrade Magalí Meda was the first to suspect the “Possessed Tequeño” because he was more suspicious than Chavo del 8, behaving well at school.

Cousin! In the face of this new shower of betrayals and conspiracies; our cooperating patriot “Candy Candy” sent you to say that María Corina confirmed to Gustavo Ruiz, alias “The Invisible”, that he will be her candidate for the governor of Zulia and the Invisible Ruiz soon “and that” he will return to Zulia to start his pre-campaign because the “Little Traitor” and Lester Toledo, alias “The Tinder Swindler ”, keep saying behind closed doors in their mini games, First the Cobres and the Will to Steal, They are the candidates of the Submarine with Hueco pa' the governor and they have Zulia like rice with mango.

Goddess! Like María Corina and Ramos Allup, alias “Cara e' Vieja”, they made a darker pact than peeking out from under the bed to end the dialogue, to fuck with the wireless princess of Leopoldo López and Julio Borges, alias “El Cejón”, for imposing Dinorah Figuera and further weakening the credibility of MariCori. For this reason, Ramos Allup is now defending Sayo in the mini AD meetings and in the interviews given to her by some media outlets. The truth is that, according to our cooperating patriot “Moco e' Gorila” who is an AD member, Ramos Allup, he now speaks better of María Corina than Rómulo Betancourt, because Sayo promised “Cara e Vieja” to help him fuck Bernabé Gutiérrez, alias “Calicanto”, once she comes to power.

Goddess! Our cooperating patriot “BoliBomba”, who is a member of the mini party El Lácil, told me this morning that Antonio Ecarri, alias “Pointless Pencil”, fell into depression and spends it crying like a breastfed child, since he was dismissed from the Venezuelan-US Parliamentary Friendship Group for conspiring against the country and usurping functions that are not his responsibility to promote the dollarization of the Venezuelan economy, using an American economist by the surname “Hanke” as operator. The good thing was that our brother Jorge Rodríguez, president of the National Assembly, knew how to locate the “Pointless Pencil ” and put it in its place quickly. Brother! BoliBomba says that Ecarri, since he felt more isolated than a rusty nut and more alone than the shipwreck after he separated from his friend Wilson, set about inventing the dollarization of the economy to see if it would attract the attention of someone in the north and get some press headlines.

Cousin! Before leaving, I received two more good pieces of information than standing up early thinking it's Monday, and realizing that it was Sunday.

That's where our cooperating patriot “Pokémon” reappeared, who is a member of “Will to Steal”. Pokémon sent you to say that you Diosdado and the entire Mazo team have to admit that it was him, the first to report that the influencer Kilometer, who doesn't even reach a “millimeter”, returned to the country hired by Leopoldo López's princess to help him clean the façade of his mini political party “Will to Steal” and all the VP leaders who were part of the interim government. Milímetro went last weekend to Zulia to wash the face of Lester Toledo, alias “The Tinder Swindler” between the two of them there is only pure politics of the lowest.

Goddess! Other information that came to me was that Juan Barreto, alias “Barrabas”, is telling everyone that he is “and that” he is organizing to launch his candidacy for mayor of Caracas, with the support and funding of former minister Rafaél Ramírez, alias “I wasn't” who continues to live as a feudal lord in Monaco. Cousin! Barrabas in the coming months and that he will begin a process of collecting signatures to found his new political party because he had a fight with the Centrados people.

Good brother! I'm leaving, I'm leaving you; what I love you is cock. I love you more than a SUPER SPECIAL arepa cabimera, (The kind sold on the street of hunger in the Barrio Obrero de Cabimas) In the Pipo Burger cart. One of those that look like a roller coaster; that is three-phase, of meat, chicken and pork; that they also throw slices of the thick chorizo that is juicy and reddish, with enough red and white sauce and a pinch of mustard so that it doesn't fall heavy on me, with a wheel of zebu cheese chopped into large triangles, with plenty of vegetables soaked in vinegar, cabbage, tomato, onion, grated carrot, double chips, grated cheese and a carton of boiled eggs; obviously with its respective Big Cola three and a half liters with a glass of ice of the gibbles; with the teapot of tartar sauce that is about to burst. Cousin! Since I am not a shambucio, much less abusive with food, for dessert I will only order a three-story arequipe cake with plenty of condensed milk inside, chocolate cream on the top, and vanilla cream on the sides. If possible, and it's not much of a hassle, that small pieces and lollipop sticks with crushed oreo cookies are also thrown over my cake.

Take care of me Malay! Change and out!

Mazo News Team