His mask fell off! Learn how the racist show La Sayona and Baute scared their Spanish “friends”

María Corina is very moody because she has not been able to get her to be received by the King of Spain in Madrid, said Patricio the Maracucho
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Published at: 22/04/2026 10:40 PM

Wednesday, April 22, 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: “RETURN NICOLÁS AND CILIA” WE WILL WIN!

Patriot Patricio the Maracucho.
What was Diosdado? How are you, my dear brother?

Cousin! , don't bother with me, but I'm not going to tear off the letter until you sit back in the black chair; so get active and be more comfortable than “filthy sleeping in a puddle after eating”. Goddess! , since this menu is more recharged than the Caracas Metro at rush hour, I recommend that you send the one you like to order the Cerrero coffee you like, but I'll give you a fact, when people want to recharge their batteries twice as much, they put a splash of cucuy de penca on them to become more active than Tomas Guanipa, alias “Cacique 500”, when the weekend comes. Brother! let's get serious. Take advantage of the fact that Jorge Rodríguez is watching the Mazo to confirm that tomorrow Thursday first thing you will be in the psychiatric office first thing, because with all the information I bring you from the extremist opposition, you are going to be crazier than Manuel Rosales, alias “The Philosopher of Zulia” when he said that he sent to remove the nightstand from his room because he needs a table that would also serve during the day.

Primo read the letter carefully and breathe slowly, lest he give you a sponge or lower your bilirubin, because what I'm about to tell you is more serious than a Caracas fanatic of Magallanes.

Diosdado, you know that on your orders and only yours, I returned to chat with our former cooperating patriot “La Popis”, Hugo Nicolás's mother; since she is very close to Magalí Meda's team, alias “La Commadre” and she sends us more verified information than the weather forecasts on the iPhone. Primo, you know that Popis is involved in the SIGNAL group of Vente in El Doral and there all the information comes in real time about María Corina's tour, alias “La Sayo” in Europe. Popis told me that MariCori is more obstinate than Doña Florinda when Professor Jirafales doesn't visit her because her tour in Spain didn't meet her expectations or the global media reach she expected.

Primo, Popis told me that another thing that makes María Corina more moody than Troncha Toro when Matilda's father cheated her with the old car; it's that she hasn't been able to get it to the king of Spain in Madrid; besides, the racist insults uttered by singer Carlos Baute at the MariCori event against Delcy Rodríguez, who according to MariCori herself ended up muddying their tour in Spain, and they also strengthened national unity around Chavism.

Brother, Popis received the information with statistical and metric data in hand that Carlos Baute's racist insults against Delcy Rodríguez on María Corina's stage generated so much rejection in Spanish public opinion, in Venezuela and around the world, that Sayo herself hypocritically had to go out and make some statements for “and that” “detach herself from these xenophobic comments” but all with the objective of harm control. Primo, this was so much so, that MariCori sent her comrade Magalí Meda and Pedro Urruchurtututu, alias “Mango Aguado” to put pressure on Carlos Baute to publish a video on his social networks apologizing for having made these comments that mainly attack all our women who are overwhelmingly Afro-descendant. Diosdado, the Popis also told me this so that you can say it in the Mazo: Carlos Baute, alias “The Racist” is registered as a member of Vente in Spain, and, in addition, he is also a member of the extreme right Nazi party VOX in Spain; so that you can see the kind of characters that surround Sayo.

Primo, another gossip that came to my “Ex”, that is, to Popis; is that Magalí Meda, Pedro Urruchurtutututu and Antonio Ledezma's vampire were the ringleaders of the Racket Mission”, that is, of knocking down the copper on whoever they could. These fuckers were asking for a minimum collaboration of 10,000 euros in cash from Spanish businessmen to have dinner with María Corina in a very luxurious hotel in Madrid; where Sayo defrauds them with promises of false oil contracts and concessions of large tracts of land in Venezuela until she comes to power. Popis also found out that the Vente press team was charging a large sum of money from the media in Madrid to interview María Corina, in which Claudia Macero and Ledezma's stepdaughter are involved.

Diosdado and so you can see that Popis is more faithful to me than Bernardo to Diego de la Vega “The Fox”; my ex also told me that María Corina gave the order that neither Leopoldo López, alias “The Wireless Princess”, nor Julio Borges, alias “El Cejón”, nor a certain Dinorah Figuera, alias “The Nurse” who reside in Spain, could ride on the platform of the Plaza del Sol, because she doesn't want photos with that crap that stink more than a bedbug's pee.

Diosdado Do you remember our cooperating patriot “El Madrileño”? The hell is it that Leopoldo López had infiltrated Inmundo González to get all the information out of him? Well brother, so you know that the Madrilenian told me that the leaders of the Popular Party of Spain do not trust María Corina because of her extreme right positions and alliances with VOX, but receiving her in Madrid and putting on the show for her was a necessary evil to prevent extremists from running alone. Cousin! despite the alliance that existed between Al Sayo and the PP, Alberto Núñez Feijóo, leader of the PP, had to quickly appear in the Spanish media to reject Carlos Baute's racist attacks against the president in charge of Venezuela because this also affects the image of the PP in Spain.

Malay! There is other information that our cooperating patriot “El Madrileño” sent us about María Corina's tour in Spain, but it's more delicate than a wet soda cookie, so I'm going to send it to the WeChat group “Resteados con Super Mustache” and you decide if you say it in the Mazo or not.

Goddess! , our cooperating patriot Pokémon reappeared there, who was more missing than the plastic animals that came in Parmalat milk. Brother, remember that Pokémon is a member of Popular Will in Zulia and is the one that sent us all the information about Lester Toledo, alias “The Tinder Swindler” and how humanitarian aid was stolen with Junaito Alimaña. Primo, Pokémon told me that Lester Toledo ordered the publication of false polls in Maracaibo that put him leading the intention to vote for mayor and that he is supposedly setting the stage for returning to Venezuela, because abroad he never did well by defrauding his clients with shitty advice.

Cousin! , but Pokémon also says, that, despite the fact that the municipal elections are almost 4 years away, there are already more candidates in the Maracaibo opposition than leaves in a mango bush, and they are already killing themselves for that mayor's office. Among them are; Rafael Ramírez, alias “Yogi Bear” of the Capriles' Union and Change party; Carlos Rosales, alias “The Heredero” and Nora Bracho for A New Time; Juan Carlos Fernández, alias “Black Cat”, for the Pencil; Nelly López, for the Ecological Party and Elimar Díaz, who wants to be the candidate of the PJ from Tequeño Crudo. Goddess! I recommend that you buy a lot of cotufas so that you can see the new conspiracy that is going to take place in Maracaibo with the same characters from the fascist and failed opposition as always.

Brother! , that's where our cooperating patriot “El Pejoteco” appeared with better information than when you wore your school uniform on the first day of school. Pejoteco told me that Juan Pablo Guanip, alias “El Tequeño Traidor”, gave him a fit of hysteria a few days ago and began to attack Enrique Márquez, alias “Replacement Rubber”, saying that Márquez could not be a presidential candidate because he was a scorpion, but the real background of the attack is that they are killing each other for copper.

It turns out that the little sinister sees “spare rubber” as a threat to his presidential aspirations, not because Márquez can win in a hypothetical election, but because Márquez is sadistic hammering copper at every businessman he can and spends his time “racquetting” everyone saying that he is Trump's chosen one. Cousin! As an old parrot does not learn to speak, it would be interesting to check if “spare rubber” entered the money laundering scheme of businessmen who are in the Dominican Republic, Panama, Uruguay, Argentina and other countries, Márquez is a motolith and, rather than the Miraflores chair, his main aspiration is to secure income for old age.

Goddess! , before I left; more than a ñapa, I brought you a “Without Tricks or Tricks” as you like. Primo, do you remember that last year I myself informed you that Juan Guaidó, alias “Juanito the Vacuum Cleaner”, had been given a stroke for having pulled out a full pot of Borocanfor talc? And I speak to you in code because I know that many revolutionary minors see El Mazo at this time with their parents. Well brother, that's where Juanito the Vacuum Cleaner came out in an interview saying that the stroke had caused him stress, but you and I know that wasn't the case and we have information about who supplied him with the big Borocanfor talc jars, thanks to the information sent to us by the owner of the Miami padel courts, who is a good friend of us. Brother, another “Sin Trick or Maña” that I bring you is that we had already informed you that Sayo was planning to send Vente unions to put on a show at the headquarters of the US embassy, but it didn't go well for them nor did it have an impact on public opinion, since the Venezuelan working class is working to lift the country from the damage done to it by the sanctions requested by the Venezuelan extreme right to affect the economy.

Okay brother I'm leaving.

Goddess! What I love you is dick. I love you more than a really mushy patacon that sells at the Maracucha food store in Las Mercedes, back in Caracas, which is called “From Heat to Flavor” and they call it “Delca”. Goddess! , the potato must be a ripe banana, well mashed. Let it be mixed: shredded meat and chicken; that they add enough cabbage, tomato slices and enough mince; with at least two slices of creamy zebu cheese, don't forget that the cheese must be imported from Santa Barbara del Zulia, otherwise it's a scam; besides, it must be soaked in red and white sauce, mustard and a lot of tartar sauce, although remember that I don't like mustard, but still, I'm going crazy. Cousin! Apart from the patacón, you have to add a special crispy chicken burger with all the coroticos because I don't want there to be any doubt that I want you to fuck off. Goddess! , just in case there is any doubt, add an arepa of leg toad water and a loin ranch tumbarranch. To drink, please, and if it's not too much of a hassle, put the respective Big Cola of 3 and a half liters; with a glass full of ice; and for dessert, let them prepare a two-ball wafer of those sold right there in Delca, that one ball is of chocolate and the other of strawberry, that the bottom of the cone of the wafer, put plenty of condensed milk in it.

Take care of me Malayo!
What I love you is dick!


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