Well it’s about fucking time… the princess is waiting

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Enter text knot tango… ISSY-JR-EYE can see for Miles in kilometers in Évry Milanés that the siren play.

 

Las Obras y El Arte

https ://www .radiofrance .fr /club-jazzafip /le-conte-sud-americain-de-paolo-fresu-david-linx-et-gustavo-beytelmann

Blow-up Ballroom.

 

And the sign in Chihuahua, México reads, according to Prof. Víctor Quintana Silveyra, “Be A Patriot, Kill A Sureño…” o algo así por el estilo de « haz patria mata a un chilango de Torreón o Durango. »

This bridge has not been blown yet.

 

Enter the Bullseye 🎯 Blower on a Jumping Ballon Cavern at Pont Neuf :

Unbeknownst to JR, ZARA sent in the municipal goons “to see” about a permit to set up ⛺ camp at Clochard Central de la Place Christo & Jeanne-Claude.

Tiene usted permiso para esas Tecates, señor?

 

ZARA was seriamente encabronada from last week’s collapse of her catwalks on her scaffoldings.  ZARA blames Prada and ZARA believes that she has the receipts to put the blame on Prada.

Sources close to Saint-Jacques looking slightly towards the northwest of Rivoli and beyond Puteaux and Saint-Denis relay that on the night that the scaffolding at ZARA came down…

Previously on “Don’t Let Mí Down”

_(on Assomption of all days) a suspicious silhouette wearing a light blue safety vest negligently bundled heavy construction waste sacks on the top planks of the fallen structure.

Eye tell Ewe’s all—It’s SABOTAGE

¡Tecate invita!

 

Whole Lotta Luggage — gonna drop like Stone

Yup, that’s a fucking siren in that spread, but never mind Héll d’Oïse l’Hérétique, here comes the faithful del Congo Evangelista.

 

In local news, Parisians in Texas are all giddy for Ken’s expensive baggage and the blatant Rock Ridge-iness of Paxton’s endorsement by Trump… pum-pump-pa-rum-pum-pum—pa rum pump ; “you wild bitch”.

https ://www .scienceshumaines .com /dansons-avec-nos-emotions

… and Zeppelin (you know the deal).

 

🎶 Eye got my fan set on Ewe
.      Eye got my ⚙️ fan set on you

It’s Organized Grab-ass at Pont Neuf, ISSY-that’s-Mick in the corner.

It’s presse day at Pont Neuf and JR’s taking center stage ; boom operator, big videocamera and safety 🦺 gear, the whole nine yards in SAE inches not metric centimeters, —of course.

Sex and drugs and telephones : call Mí

🎶 Rapture, be pure
Take a tour through the sewer
Don’t strain your brain, paint a train
You’ll be singin’ in the rain
Said, don’t stop to punk rock

Never mind LEONORA, Jesusa… here comes HONORA from Iran—and Ewe don’t stop 📞 ‘Cause the man from Mars is through with cars
He’s eatin’ bars, yeah, wall to wall.

 

*~. Chucho, noun which denotes a ‘pooch’ 🐶 or a card-carrying adhérent of the defunct perrada del PRD in Mexico’s politics.

En fin Frenchie… Cumbia, hasta las 6 de la mañana en Kingdom Come

Su nombre es Cumbia.

 

Issy-it’s-a Party over here, and as Kat Williams learned when he finally became famous after Zeus chased his little black-ass all over Compton and USC (home of The Spartans and Dr. Dre) when Mexicans party them niggers party for weeks at a time and in this segmentel realismode Gabo takes Toto from Celaya and she is now back en El Magdalena de Mompós… Mompox if you are Mexican.

🎶 Ay que pasteles tan caros los que usted m’está vendiendo

So fucking Generic, it”s like air 🌬️

Pero sí Guisepple Penone, who the fuck are you?

https ://www .radiofrance .fr /club-jazzafip/club-jazzafip-du-mardi-19-mai-2026

Blackbird follows

 

i’m with The Beatles, Öüï step on any fucking Stone that Eye wants to, except for Watts for obvious reasons.

Playball ⚾ Midnight Rambler.

Look, up in the sky! It’s a cunt! It’s a prick! It’s Donald 🫡 Trump!!!

🎶 C’mon people now… Eye keeps tellin’ y’all that Öüï’s the most exciting work of art around any quadrant of the VIARMES couronne à Pinault next to that fucking pig’s foot.

… and Giuseppe Penone, who the Fuck are you? Eye really wanna know.

 

Put a smiley on your brother and all that jazz

https ://people .com /how-to-spot-the-crescent-moon-alongside-venus-and-jupiter

Go ahead Elena Poniatowska, paint a Virgin Lupe on that there smile ; you are going to like the way it feels : atte. El Chamuco.

 

… in local news, sources close to La Monnaie relay that the JR crew is playing the installation of JR’s air cave like a baseball game under the rain ☔ but now that Tlaloc went to fuck off elsewhere it’s Tecate Time at the so-called New Bridge which is older than Venus’ shrimp on her barbie ; get ready for Pentecost because May ain’t done yet. Maybe if Öüï’s lucky the jumping part of that fucking cavern will be blown, before the next cold front followed by a heatwave in Europe, which reminds Mí_Mic…

did Eye tells youse that Öüï is with Mel Brooks and Eye is with The Beatles, yet?

So yeah, mister Sir Michael Philip, Eye reckons that Öüï is going to step on any stone irregardless if Los Diablos Rojos de México signed their soul to yer’ merchandise ; by order of The Yellow Submarine.

Happy Anniversaire Hélène, yo escribo porqué todo me encabrona³

Sapo Verde, Elenita… sapo verde to you.

 

³~. Y de paso, que chingue a su madre Carlos Fuentes y todo el SERVICIO EXTERIOR MEXICANO en Francia.

¡Arriva el pueblo bueno! y abajo los paisanos del sueño 🥳 estadounidense de Santa Cruz de Las Panochas (UCSC).

… so, Princess, you say you left a revolution? Well let Mí, tell Ewe—how IT! (that motherfucker) will be, there’s Maya Matin taking on the role of the Cowboy and La Kalten Portier-Back in the role of the wacky, waving, inflatable profiláctico next to JR’s “MESA de OTAY” INFLATABLE CASTLE 🏰 à Pont Neuf, Issy-next-to all of that expensive baggage contra face à La Samaritaine, and if you, doña Poni-Amor, is wondering what’s for dinner 🍽️ worry knot because youse gonna eat CARN🐏EIRO from la rue de Eliane Jeannin-Garreau en Issy-les-Moulineaux.

Get A Piece Of Your Action.

… entonces, pues, doña Poni-a-More, if I (armando segovia) was to reveal to your refugee-ass that back in 2010 Carlos told Mí to find my way to France and that he would take care of the rest you would probably tell Mí that as soon as “Los Amigos de México en Francia” got a whiff of that promise THAT THEY would do Évry thing to eviscerate me, and then CARLITOS died in CONCORDIA and everything went to Scheiße, as German-volk say.

The New Bach Show on The Pont Neuf Ballon

Featuring the Republican Guard as The New Roman Centurions Marching Band from Olympiads at La Sorbonne. (Paris XIII).

with all due respect : WADR, based on a true trip.

 

…maybe it’s a bit premature but, it’s beginning to look like JR took a cue from those SACROSANCT inflatable jumping castles that Mexicans must rent for Évey birthday occasion… now that’s fucking great, said the wiggly-inflatable man outside of a used car lot.

Sin Halo ni Aura 🪐

And Katty Kay, forget Caputo and Weiss

Up next : El fucking Niño, and the End o’Times

… and Cousin Joe, you Reganite son-of-a-bitch, here’s why, because if The Trump Administration in them United States in América muses about convicting Raúl Castro from Cuba, for the downing of a plane with Little Havana fags in it, then Donald should also convict GEORGE W. Bush and his boot licker Attorney General, Antonio Gonzáles, for giving “Bambi” a get-out-of TERRORIST JAIL card.

But First! It’s a Cinco de Mayo celebration with Carlos Fuentes in-and-around Montparnasse, and if you know what happened to Carlos on that particular date in 1999 ; then you know that you have reached “La Región Más Transparente” de una estatua de plata en una “Frontera De Cristal”, on the birthday-eve of one of Carlos Fuentes’ friends, Princess Hélène Elizabeth Louise Amélie Paula Dolores Poniatowska Amor.

https ://www .quien .com /espectaculos /2019/12/05 /hija-carlos-fuentes-libro-relacion-escritor-primera-esposa?

 

Well, you’ve Ho’id about la Mexicanization de France 2 TV

Narrated by “El Verguillas de Anapra”, sponsored by “el cinito Mexicano de Cité”.

Source:

“¡Está victoria va dedicada al papa!”… al Papa, al papa.

“… de uno d’esos pinches barrios culeros de Ciudad Juárez, tú sabes de cuales barrios me refiero.” Álvaro Santiago.

La Perra de Gertz en México — ahora en Cannes

La Perra de Gertz en México — ahora en la promenade des 🇬🇧 Rosbiflandia 🇬🇧 en Cannes… ah—bah oui, bien sûr! Chained events on this most non-consequential blog start in 2005 and not in 2011, as some in the “cinito mexicano” circuit at la préfecture de Cité might suggest, at that time (2005) a former Mexican president Felipe de Jesús Calderón Hinojosa was about to take over the shit-hole politics of that great Republic, Calderón’s hubris and insecurities would present the ZETAS (the big boss at the time) with the perfect opportunity to unleash hell in Tamaulipas (first) and then (secondly) in Perros Bravos, Nuevo León… but yes YODA, only the Alliance Française and their network of operators up and down Mexicolandia can discover the parallels of something that happened way-back-when El GATT³ entro a México, —como Pedro por su puta su casa. So yes mister French-narco expert, you are correct when you relay to Maya Pirulí* that the way “infra-strctur-EY-shion” is imposed by the FMI can have big and important consequences en each and Évry sector of les French banlieues.

 

³~. General Agreement on Tariffs and Trade

pleased to meet Ewe, hope you guess my name.

Indiana Happy Meal to celebrate Cinco de Mayo³ : BURRITO de TACO or TORTA de TAMAL with a beverage choice of TEPACHE de TEQUILA or a PECSI BOTTLE de Coca~Cola, and FRIJOLES JUDIOS de MONTERREY con QUESO FUNDIDO de LA FUNDIDORA de LA CATEDRAL.

En fin Presidenta Xeinbaum, if you really want to make sure that “only“ the purest and most honest Mexicans make up the list of your predecessor’s political cult, then you should start by ripping culeras such as Georgina “saltamontes” Moreno  en Francia out of the PROSELITISMO CIRCUIT de MÉLENCHON : FOU DE FA FA 🇦🇺.