Kicking aimlessly! Learn about María la Chick-Flada's plans to sabotage the country's peace and stability

As much as Cori tries to disguise her dislike with the American administration, she always comes up with it.
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Published at: 02/09/2026 08:35 PM

Caracas, Wednesday, September 02, 2026.

FROM THE VALLEY OF WAILING

Patriota del Valle Arriba Country Club

Hello gordoooooooooo! How are you, my chubby politzia, my baby Gerber del Furrial, my spoiled baby? I'm in a mood. DON'T BOTHER ME! , with a cup of mimosa in one hand and a Chinese fan of those you buy in Sabana Grande because the sun and heat are just like Cori: unbearable! But let me clarify my Furrialeño mango jelly, you can annoy me in anything you want, I'm referring to Cori who has already started asking me for things because according to her she is coming at the end of the month.

Even in the midst of the expectation of his possible return, a new week is coming to an end for my friends and the balance is still negative. Cori has already broken the Guinness World Record for political decompensation! , which is why their nervousness, tantrums and mistakes are becoming more evident every day. The signing of the energy agreement with the United States is something very difficult for her to digest, because she said: “without me there is no investment in Venezuela” and once again this phrase of a spoiled girl falls like a cake in her face. Bone drink! Cori doesn't learn! every time he says “without me such a thing”, that thing happens faster. By the way, my “gummy bear”, Cori found out about the deal on CNN, sitting on the velvet green sofa in Panama, with her iPhone bouncing off the marble floor. Bone!

MY LITTLE MANDOQUITA WITH CARDBOARD CANDY AND WHITE CHEESE. Magalli Meda told me that when the energy agreement with the US was announced, Cori broke two glasses of wine, insulted Pedro Uruchurtu on WhatsApp, and yelled at the waitress because she served her coffee with skim milk instead of using almond milk. I drink! , that level of crisis can only be seen on reality shows. But I'll tell you more, that level of hysteria, of discouragement, of complaints, complaints and tears, has gone viral among all the collaborators and employees of the Cori swarm. It's nice to see them cry and complain because Chavism continues to advance, govern and do things strategically well. They are very frustrated because they called for foreign military intervention and sanctions against our country, they hurt the Venezuelan people with the promise of ending us, and now everything has been reversed. I drink! we can call them the sayo-rones, because the weeping and the laments are at the level of a wake, with prayers, moqueaderas and even fainting. Bee, God, it's just that it gives someone else's pity!

God! No matter how much Cori tries to disguise her dislike with the American administration, she always comes up with it. I drink! , it turns out that my friends were invited to participate in the Bled Strategic Forum, a second-level space sponsored by the Slovenian government, which they use as a prelude to the United Nations General Assembly to position certain issues. Cori, although her advisors asked her to be careful not to talk about the energy agreement and to be careful not to draw alliances with Europe so as not to self-sabotage the lobbying work being done to her in Washington, the first thing my friends did was flirt with the Europeans, not because she believes that Europe is important, but she does so as a way to continue to “shock” her former allies. God! Cori said, words, words less, that if she comes to power she will help European companies to come to work in Venezuela, yes Diosdi! My friend is out of step with reality, because apparently, Cori forgot that in Venezuela there are already companies from Europe, including the United Kingdom and Switzerland, poor thing my beautiful friend! How do I explain it to you!

MY AREPITA OF CHICHARRÓN WITH GUAYANESE CHEESE. Although Cori's lobbyists asked her to hold on, to measure herself before speaking so as not to “screw up”, in the same way Cori put her 2.0 machinery to attack the energy agreement, to lie and manipulate on the subject, but you don't have to be very intelligent to identify that, even if Cori doesn't speak, they're speaking for her, please!

I drink! the attacks against the energy agreement, the manipulation and the threat against gringo government officials; the declared and open attack against companies and investors that are coming to Venezuela; threatening that when Cori comes to power he will invalidate all signed agreements; the call to ignore any signature with the Venezuelan government is part of the new war battery that Cori demanded this last week from his friends, supporters and employees of his swarm. This communication operation is taking place before the eyes of the international political world, which looks with amazement and once again confirms that Cori doesn't care about the country or Venezuelans, but about power. God! when I saw this new onslaught from my friends Cori, I was thoughtful and staring intently in the mirror I said to myself: myself! Cori doesn't change! I drink! I swear by Louis Vuitton that she used to defend the need to open doors to investors, but now she attacks them, defames them and even has the luxury of threatening them. This will take its toll not only on Cori, but on the entire opposition, I mean! all wrong! all wrong!

MY CACHAPITA DEL ZAMURO. What a shame with the visit! , it can't be that my uncle Inmundo González Urrutia turned 77 years old on Saturday, August 29, and neither Cori, nor Magalli, nor any of the budgies congratulated him. Truly Diosdado José that in life one cannot be so ungrateful and so mean, Cori only talks about an uncle when he needs it, when he requires it, not even the gesture of congratulating him, bone of terror! Although I think I know why Cori is like this, she is angry with my uncle for two things: first because uncle talked about the energy agreement and that put her in trouble, because she intends to continue in her line of not talking about it yet, obviously! directly, because she is talking about it, only that she does it through her swarm; the second thing is that my uncle Inmundo said that he wanted to talk to you to return to Venezuela, that he got tired of being in Madrid because he has neither forests nor macaws there, and he can't afford the expenses. Obviously! That Cori doesn't want Uncle Inmundo to return to Venezuela, much less first of all, before her, that's right! too much evil together.

Meanwhile, my aunt Mercedes bought him a cake in Mercadona and some cheap candles, because as I told you last week: the money ran out. What a regret, my God, what a regret!

God! Not even Pedro Urruchurtu's little parakeet congratulated uncle, and I ask you, isn't uncle their elected president and Uruchurtu their chancellor? Perhaps for many this is just silly, but in politics all gestures say something. Speaking of Uruchurtu. I'll tell you that the boy is looking for an international platform. He recently won a space in Argentina and the first thing he did was say that María Corina had won the election of July 28, that they were fighting for democracy and when they asked her about the gringos, she began to say what you and I know. I drink! These people are more treacherous than an alley cat when they smell food: they purr at you, get tangled between your legs, and the next minute they stick their fingernails in and run away.

MY EGG CHIMBO. You must admit that I was the first to tell you that Cori was going to first send her people to Caracas as an experiment before her vaunted return that she has been announcing since January. But honestly that return is moving towards the end of the month or after November 3rd, I think I told you everything with that. Cori's advisors have told her that it's a matter of waiting another month, but you know what my girl is like, bone! Please oooooooo!

In that same order you have the return of the little parakeet Omar González, by the way, without any kind of measure, that is, no one was chasing him, of course Cori wanted to sell it as something tremendous, as a prelude to his return, as a way of saying “we are close”.

The next to come is Humberto Villalobos, the incredible thing is that both Cori and the parakeets had sworn that they would not return to Venezuela until Chavism came out of power, then? Explain that to me you my baby Gerber because I ran out of eyelashes and nails, bonesaaaaaa!

Diosdado José, LISTEN TO ME! that this is the part where I get toxic:

Cori's ship is sinking. There are a lot of people sending messages that they want to talk to Chavismo, people from the swarm asking for a clue, asking for forgiveness, asking to “talk”, but what's up! , these people are very treacherous.

Cori is SERIOUSLY considering moving to Colombia in the coming days, “getting closer to the border” and trying to do a show on the border line, obviously! to victimize herself, you know what she's like.

Carlos Fernández, the boss in Caracas of Cori and Magalli Meda, called the street tomorrow at 5pm, and you already know how those calls end, with more cameras than assistants and with Magalli counting heads to make up the number. Carlos Fernández wants to be mayor of Caracas, I mean, please! And it's up to him to compete with those from PJ and the ONLY ones who each opened a separate store because the fight is to the knives for minor charges, I mean! They are tough faces, after they got tired of telling people that they didn't have to vote, now everyone wants to participate.

Cori will continue to attack the energy agreement to raise the cost and force the US administration to reconsider it again. In the United States, they consider that María Corina is doing a great deal of damage and that will continue to have consequences. Believe me, chubby, Cori is playing with fire and she's going to get burned, but burned with everything and extensions!

In the meantime, we are still going through the new scenarios. Chavism is pragmatic, intelligent, but never stupid.

I write to you and I feel like in the movie Lady and the Wanderer, I'm a princess and you're a Cacri.

Miss me, remember that you are my fiu-fiu baby.






 

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