Nothing! Absolutely nothing is more pressing to them United States of America as Trump’s legacy, his triumphant arch and his man-lust for Barack Obama.
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Breaking in Évian, Trump congratulates Modī for “his” reporters, saying that mister Modī’s reporters are much nicer than “his” reporters in dog house at the Washington’s Press Room.
https ://www .20minutes .fr /faits_divers /affaire-lyhanna–emmanuel-macron–parle-parents-fillette
Issy-She-in baum, oui : She-in-Paris has gone the way of Disco at the National Rodeo Clown Summit in the royal gardens of Versailles ; the gall France, la GALL to continue to let allow Donald John Trump get in between the student turned President of the V Republic of France and the teacher who would become his wife.
https ://mexico .as .com /mundial /suecos-se-solidarizan-con-madres-buscadoras-en-monterrey
The Sum of all Biches — Round n’ Round 🕜
[ las mantas mexicanas son una mentada para tu mamá también ]
https ://www .excelsior .com .mx /ciudad-de-mexico /aficionados-usan-lona-personas-desaparecidas-cubrirse-lluvia
… technical difficulties at The Place Where Évry body knows your name prevented our daily up-load lads, at exactly the minute before midnight in CDMX time… 08 hundred hours in CET.
Breaking in Paris, Finger on the Trigger, by Enuff Z’Nuff ; it’s 1989 and la RATP Is on 105.5 KNAC just… 🎶 take the midnight subway train
You’re callin’ all the shots
You’re struck by lightning
You’re in love 🐁
Deer doG :
Jeffrey Epstein would call on you monsieur le président, yes he would, but now Epstein is dead as disco at a YMCA Summit in Évian™, period!
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Earlier in the event, France was engaged with Brazil as USA landed in Paris, and just as it was with Eleanor Rigby, nobody cared (present past tense) and Ukraine was relegated to play the Part of Ringo, according to Politico magazine.
Bad Poker player
https ://www .politico .eu /emmanuel-macron-volodymyr-zelenskyy-heard-planning-how-handle-trump
America : the terrible 200’s, the toddler’s cage.
CIA de Corpus presente.
… betrayal, politics, and a pseudo-wetback they called “bambi”.
American Gritos… Shut up, Valentine !!! Hoy no hubo fút ⚽ and Jazz is Dead, viva Le Punk
In local news, local artist discovers that the capricious phenomenon known by the Very French as “les giboulées de mars,” were be³ ceremoniously extended until the end of May.
³~. As in “hubiere habido” or the celebrated pig’s Latin locution “habemus papa” of the past tense/AntePreterite of something that has AlReady happened, hence, the same unannounced storm that mister JR’s taking about was in fact, warned about by sheer idiosyncrasies and whims or foibles of the weather in France, this is to say, that the way that Ike saw it when that Allies successfully landed in Normandy, the French continue to speak French because Eisenhower had a better weather app, no because the Times They Are A Changing.
Breaking in Paris : another storm is heading our way, —wey.
Una bonita manita por el amor de Dios !!! You Paid for his Birthday party.
… and not to be outdone by Joe Scarborough’s “guy with a yacht” look, La Pundita skadaddles out of the 11th Hour and climbs onto Scarborough’s ‘4th Hour’ wearing yacht-wear.
Pan y circo follows, but first : Más Si Osare un maldito judío : the new major arsenal: Israel consolidates its position as a key arms supplier to Mexico
Stephanie Ruhle soul biscuit for your boat
On the Menu at Lake Évian in France : dog biscuits de la Cuétara and tap water from Versailles.
Öüï, oui… we can walk and chew bubblegum at the same time, but you better not come between Mí and his biscocho de La Cuétara.
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Jabón del perro agradecido y bizcochos de la Cuétara presentan.
One day the war will end and the visas will be old news.
Next thing Jews know… They’ll take my vote away.
But the memory of your welcome will be the story we choose to tell our children when they ask about difficult times about the country that open its heart when OTHERS DREW LINES.
Up Next : Statement of intention and other assorted tolls on freight floating on the Straight of Hormuz
And, Joe Rogan… ‘member when the worst thing that could happen to The White House was to have Hip Hop sounding out of a ghetto blaster, a couple of baby back ribs, cornbread and maybe, maybe some potato salad or corn on the cob right where the Rose Garden used to be at?
Fury Room – America the biutiful. Pallets of CASH, Rogan, pallets of cash.
Oh—say can you see? That “that” Southern Hospitality is still there, ISSY-Joe-Rogan, y sí, for all of the Obama hate coming out of you microphone it turns out that all that your orange messiah can accomplish outside of the Washington swamp is to COPY-PASTE what President Obama already did on the world stage; Copy-Paste, Joe Rogan, you are a copy-paste cult disguised as an “American Flag”.
That’s what the French call “A Jupiterian” project on the South Side of them projects.
CMOS = Chicago Manual of Style
Lota lota fish… Ewe need cooling.
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Deer Lorde, the fucking fog last night, it was a real motherfucker, tonight however, it’s all clear, one can even see The Eden Project’s flickering lights below little Jupiter just across La Mancha.
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I’ve seen the Vikings before, they always say, “Fuck You, pay me!”.
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*~. Moment. Pronounced “Spur~.moment”.
Your words, Joe Scarborough, knot mine—you so of a bitch! And, Willy GEIST, the only thing that Pablo Torre did wrong was not wearing a translucent guayabera on today’s Morning Mika Show, good thing Katty Kay did.
Pump Up the Jam… pump it up ⛽ 15 million ads Tú pays, Stupid Gringo 🤠
Any 🦉 hoot, it’s been long enough and for context, New York City beat San Antonio in a game of basketball at Madison Square Garden, a moment perhaps comparable to the local team, the PSG qualifying for the semifinals for the Champions League title, but without all of the violence that follows, in that setting, Pablo Torre compared the solidarity in the streets of a city that according to mister Torre, behaves like Saturn on a casual evening eating dinner with his step-children, to the week or so, when New Yorkers all became one (except Donald John Trump) after The Saudis, or a relative of that clan anyhow, knocked down the Twin Towers on September 11, and to which, Congressperson Joseph Charles Scarborough the third, got his panties all up in a bunch, pretty much like the Gentleman from South Carolina, Lindsey Graham when [s]he gets the vapours.