Everyone against everyone! Learn how the energy agreement with the US sparked a takeover between extremists because of La Sayo

Published at: 02/09/2026 10:05 PM

Wednesday, September 02, 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! You already know what the system is like; sit down, because otherwise, there is no life.

Brother! Now I do tell you that before you start reading the information I bring you from the Showsera opposition, ask for a cup of chamomile so that you can relax and avoid decompensation. Goddess! If you have Vick Vaporud's little pot handy, I recommend that you also use it otherwise, leave it for next Wednesday; because Vaporud is good for everything. Brother, look! Take advantage of the fact that you are live and remind Brother Jorge Rodríguez, that tomorrow, like every Thursday, you will be standing in line at the office ready to let you help, because with all the information I bring you about the fascist and failed opposition, you are going to be crazier than Manuel Rosales, alias, “The Philosopher of Zulia”, when he said that: when he goes to paint the roof of his house, he doesn't put newspapers on the floor, because he can't read it.

Malay! I recommend that we do as we did before; imagine that you are Toreto, the bald pussy from the movie “Fast and Furious”, roll up your seat belt around your chest and turbocharge everything you give, because this information I bring you is hotter than a brake pad from Formula 1 cars.

Brother! Yesterday, before our cooperating patriot “La Popis” said good night to me; she told me that the María Corina submarine with a hole, alias “La Sayo” and that, once again foamed up my mouth and screamed just like the joke that appears in the movie “The Exorcist”, after she found out, through social networks, about the mega-oil agreement that was carried out between Venezuela and the United States. Goddess! The “Popis” says that MariCori, in the midst of the fit of anger she gave her, said a lot of offensive and defiant words against her former partners in the north, and swore because of the most sacred thing she has, which is obvious, is her ambition to power, that she will not rest until she takes revenge on those who took her out of the game.

Cousin! All this is so true, that Sayo began to personally contact its network of longliners inside and outside the country to mount a mega-smear campaign to not only speak ill of the mega-oil agreement between the United States and Venezuela, but also to speak ill of the investors and companies that are betting on Venezuela. Goddess! Remember that the “Submarine with a Hollow”, in the midst of its mental ravings, also thinks that it controls the voting intention of Latinos living in the United States and that with a single publication of it on their social networks it can mobilize them to vote against it.

Malay! But that's not all, look for a better place in that chair, because here comes more good information than getting money in dirty clothes.

Cousin! “Candy Candy” tells me that what lies behind María Corina's hollow submarine is that she kept telling her in international forums and on her social networks that if she didn't come to power, big investments would never come to Venezuela; but, with Chavismo's last chess move, MariCori looked like a liar and backfired again, because now investors are queuing up to come to the country, and pay for every barrel of oil that they want to buy, because it's a lie that things are free here.

Brother! Get ready because you're getting an atomic bomb that's more acidic than biting a lemon with a shell and everything.

Our cooperating patriot “Cabeza e' Isopo” who is a member of Ramos Allup's CEO, alias “Cara e' vieja”, told me that the Sayo submarine with a hole ordered Democratic Action and all the mini-parties that are part of PUPÚ to publish statements from their empty shells, rejecting the new oil agreement signed by Venezuela and the United States. “Cabeza e' Isopo” tells me that most of the mini games listened to María Corina for months, less Will to Steal and First the Copper, because Leopoldo López, alias “Wireless Princess” and Julio Borges' Cejón, have been playing backwards against María Corina for months, and now they think they are running alone; so much so that they are even preparing lists of applications only with people like them for the Supreme Court and the CNE.

Goddess! That's where our cooperating patriot “Pejoteco” wrote to me, who sometimes gets lost more than the cover of a pendrive. Pejoteco told me that Juan Pablo Guanipa, alias “Tequeño Traidor”, strategically set himself “and that” to torpedo the oil agreement agreed by Venezuela and the United States to try to regain the trust of María Corina, because remember that Sayo hardly answers the cell phone to the “Tequeño Endemoniando” because she says it is more treacherous than a brown sanitary paper. Brother! Remember that the submarine with a hole in the Sayo it is clear that Juan Pablo Guanipa's “Possessed Tequeño” and his brother “Pamperito” are spies. The good thing is that they still believe that no one has noticed their plan, and that they are more false than the Power Ranger fights.

Cousin! Before I go, I have three more good pieces of information for you than getting a Wi-Fi password from a neighbor who's a bad person.

That's where our cooperating patriot “Ropa Sola” wrote to me and they call him that because he's so skinny that he doesn't have a big toe.

Ropa Sola, who is a close friend of our cooperating patriot “Pokémon” and is a member of the mini party “Will to Steal”, learned that Leopoldo López's “Wireless Princess” offered a certain “Kilometer” who doesn't even reach “Millimeter” to head the list of candidates for Deputies of “Will to Steal” for the next elections of the National Assembly. Cousin! And according to “Ropa Sola” this is why, “Kilometer” alias “Milometer” has now become very close to Juan Guaidó's party, alias “The Human Vacuum Cleaner” and sees Leopoldo López as its leader.

On the other hand! Ropa Sola also learned that he will soon return to Venezuela, a certain “Eduardo Bittar”, alias “El Nazi” “and that” to collect signatures, found his own party and present his presidential candidacy. Another one who also wants to displace the leadership of the Sayo hollow submarine because he says that María Corina represents OPPOFICTION, and that he does represent the most radical sectors of the opposition to turn the country upside down if necessary in order to overthrow the government.

Cousin! And before I left, didn't you see the show put on by the leader of Vente Venezuela, Omar González, alias “El Grillo”? To whom do they call that, because it only makes noise and doesn't itch Brother! Apparently, “El Grillo” by Omar González returned to the country days ago believing that a sea of people and the media were going to “and that” he would receive him at the airport, but when he arrived, that was skinnier than a knee and a goat. Not to mention the street event he organized in Puerto la Cruz, which was not attended by even 50 people, and for that reason, they had to do closed shots to disguise themselves. Finally, Diosdado! The cricket act was more dented than the Baby Shower of Adam and Eve's first child; and their return to the country wasn't even news, because nobody knows that pussy.

Good brother! I'm leaving you, I'm leaving. Goddess! What I love you is dick. I love you more than a tray of cupcakes sold at Pastelitos “Ricoson”, in the blue kiosk in the Curva de Molina, in Maracaibo. The tray should be, with 10 pieces of empanadas of the stew you want, 5 pieces of potato and cheese cupcakes, three sweet mandocas with their respective palmita cheese, in the shape of a triangle, thick and juicy; three cassava chips, with melted cheese, two tequeyoyos that look like a lumpia and with plenty of ripe banana.

In addition, I'm going to order a service of tequeños that are juicy on the inside; obviously, with the respective teapot of tartar sauce; a service of cassava potato, of which they throw grated yuka with plenty of melted cheese; and in case I get hungry I'll also order two toasted French breads, with ham, cheese and pink sauce Diosdado! To drink I'm going to order a three-phase tamarind shake with mango, like frappé, with plenty of crushed ice, it doesn't matter if my brain freezes when I drink it. Cousin! And for dessert, since I can't be abusing sugar, I'm going to order a gypsy arm with arequipe, condensed milk and chocolate; if possible, please, throw in me enough balls of danddy, strawberry and melted white chocolate.

Take care of me Malay! Change and out!

Mazo News Team