Never mind laicism, here comes Blasfemia Republicana

Today’s show is sponsored by the color BLUE

And in Washington… Jonathan Lemire just got an Ear full from, Amy, Amy, Amy.

 

Hallelujah, that is quite the arch you got there, Mme. Secret-ary,

 

Confucius says :

Jesus! That motherfucker owes Mí five bucks!!!

Western Civilization for Dummies

 

Up next, it’s “impossible snapshots”, in this section Chris Hayes, from The Chris Hayes Show, reminisce about the time that the statue of President Abraham Lincoln was filled with 🗿so much hot  lava via the ear 👂🏼 canal that lava spewed out of our greatest president 🤮 mouth.

The H-factor on Trump’s colon straight.

Orban is dead*, Democracy got hungry in Hungary

*~. Politically, anyhow.

https ://www .wordreference .com /cacareo

Vamos a la selva — oh-oh-oh—oh-oh.

En El Perú, Rafa “el porky” López and Keiko “japonesa” Fujimori are out for the run-off, y en Ormuz… en Hormuz no hay Detroit puro estrecho.

https ://www .rtve .es /noticias /20260401 /keiko-fujimori-lopez-aliaga-debate-presidencial-peru

Trump’s Fake Social dot US.

Una cosa es certera, si no cierta, siendo que la llamada “espada de Bolívar”, esa que tanto ca-ca-ra-quea la “izquierda 🧐 buena” de París, Île-de-France, y la de Parás, Nuevo León, también, can no longer hold against the ultra conservatives or even the lukewarm Right in South America, with the exception of Brazil.

A deconstruction of Orban laws follows.

En París, en París no pasa Monterrey ; y en Parás ya nadie compra el PAN francés.

Don’t mistake Maranatha for Marathon

I’m telling you, “Kingdom Come” is not what it’s built up to be, pero sí, J.D. Vance, your stance now is what Orthodox-es called a :

Zubenelgenubi : the southern claw 🥊

This is why Öüï hate Catéchisme, it’s too fucking long.

S C H I S M,
You fucking hillbilly, period!

Deer, Joe Rogan. You sir are a homosexual, not even close to being a fag, Issy–Joe-drink donkey semen at the Trump UFC show. Youse looking good, puto. Sin Celery, the Latin Church ; and Joe Rogan —your mother is the harlot that the redneck Bible writes about.

… en fin, Jacqueline Alemany, Öüï’s gonna have some fun to-nite, on account that Susana Poveda is bringing out the Suicide Blondes, bay-bee—in-excess.

Australia is the enemy

Just sayi’n… if the Jews wish to stop being compared to nazis, perhaps they should do like the Krauts and change their fucking Nazi 🇮🇱 flag.

 

Break Mí in Three, Jackie… it’s okay 👍🏼 youse gonna like the way you look… and Jonathan Capehart, that burger better b.b.b.b.b good.

And if that burger ain’t good, Eye is going to give Avi Velshi a buzz cut, because I could not touch Eugene’s afro 🥨

In theaters this summer:

Don’t say a word, just rock, rock-a-güey de Perros Bravos, Nuevo León.

 

Eugene Daniels the dude³ 😎 with the untouchable afro

En fin Avi Velshi, en Perros Bravos, N.L., el pelo se hace a pedradas, not with blades 💈

En Durango, los alacranes tienen alas, but that’s only because Delicados 🚬 are fake Faros.

³~. Eye bet you thought that Eye was going to put fag instead, didn’t you Eugene, didn’t you?

“Don’t talk to Armando!”

Fucking hilarious 😂… pero sí, Streep can Dew anything 🌴 I Love L.A..

Grazia, that’s your name? Let me guess youse a Fish?

 

And, Denis Soula (you Somme ova bitch, Ewe) you know that Dr. Poisson got a laugh out of Meryl on that trip.

Don’t forget to wash that mouth, even if your thing is swallowing.

 

Pero sí, Charlotte Bibring, I’m SIRIUS and you ARE knot!

To the makers of music – all worlds_all times
.. Voy-ayer.

 

🍹 Jester-they… Ol’ my problems seemed light years away.

Out now the New Rutles Album, Jester-they on Fiona Apple

https ://www.polite🧐society.com /greed /human copyright /voyager-golden-record-40th-anniversary-timothy-ferris

Ann Druyan (wife of Sagan) said in 2015 :

“Yeah, that was one of those cases of having to see the tragedy of our planet. Here’s a chance to send a piece of music into the distant future and distant time, and to give it this kind of immortality, and they’re worried about money… according to Wikipedia© 

 

Two minutes, Turkish!

Two minutes, Turkish!

 

And another thing for those who practice l’orthodoxie de Bach on extended Pâques de a Kilo, Shalom and don’t forget to bring a towel.

Like A Rolling Stone

 

Deer, Jonathan Martin, enjoy your Cracker Barrel Elite…

Fuck the Israel-USA alliance, pass the biscuits…

And, Jackie Alemany, wait for it—wait, but for the record, please relay to Mika that this 36-hour shit show took but two minutes to write, not counting the auto-correct cockblocks.

Beef motherfucker, that’s for dinner…
y como dijo David Bowie,
“i got Drama, can’t be stolen”

Eslabón por eslabón 🔗

Now, in case your French-ass’ been away from The Equinox at Issy-les-Moulineaux, La Palmier 🌴 es un lugar para NARCOS (wearing Wannabee). Normally, the Mexican dates are reserved for SEPTEMBER, do Ewe Remember, Alicia Leos? Or are you MILES away from Don Porfirio’s place in Paname? However, coming this May, La Tropa Loca de la embajada de México en Longchamps va a incursionar en Don Napo’s III Place.

Aunque usted, no lo crea.

Intermission with “la compostera” de Raphaël Morán en rfi

“¡Pablo Gleason es mi amigo!”

Raphaël Morán,
Grand reportier à l’apro* et Mediapart aussie

Georgina ‘FRACKING’ Moreno y sus gusanos en Francia.

*~. Agencia Proceso… pero los valores periodísticos de Morán have nothing to do with the the journalistic ethos of that news agency’s founder, don Julio ; a tu salud 🧂 Raphaël, Pablo Gleason es primo de Miguel y su hermano “el torero”, —también.

La Tronadora de La Sorbonne.

 

Following “La Tronadora de La Sorbonne” it’s Einstein on The Beach 🍹 featuring “Los Invasores de Nuevo León”.

🪗 Aguanta corazón no seas cobarde

La Tronadora de Trump featuring a Disco Ball on the Morjo Show.

 

Breaking in Paris : Paradis-es Platypus-es Donnie’s upper lip

Manufactured Succession in Confidence

Context follows, but regardless of the brand, Donnie’s stiff lowered lip is not going to be looking too good to be branded.

Oh my god, Mika… youse not going to believe who number 4 is? But first it’s time to send a shout-out to Liverpool… and Cousin Joe, if you loved Day Tripper, your Alabama—Beatles-record-burning ass will love DAY DRINKER, because like I told francemusique matin :

… and like a good NENA—it’s never too early for a good Single 🏴‍☠️ Malt 🥃…

Enjoy Turks and Caicos

 

Fuck you mister president, Eye loves Katty Kay, and—mister Smith (you son of a bitch!)  fuck Susan Collins at your Semafor World Economy Orgie. How’s that for a pattern, let’s play hardball!

Mi me, [🫷🏼myself🫸🏼] and mime.

Picasso’s Christ… como la lucha libre es pura pantomima

Behold! The Christ rode a horse… but then again, his “dad” up in heaven was a complete ass 🫏

C’est qui analyse Harvey Cox dans La Fête des fous : Tel le clown de la parade du cirque, il [le Christ] fait la satire de l’autorité existante, traversant la ville sur sa monture, entouré d’un cortège de roi, lui qui n’a nul pouvoir sur terre […] il est crucifié au millieu de ricanements et de sarcasmes, surmonté d’un écriteau qui raille ses risibles prétentions.

Pierron, A. « Dictionnaire de la langue du cirque », p. 167 under CLOWN.  Stock Éditions 2003.

Steve McQueen and Dustin Hoffman are in a bar, hilarity ensues when “the one and only Billy Shears” strolls in and very casually said : Cheers 🥂.

 

Now it’s time for Green Tea at The Marjomorning Kaltenknew-Bach Show on account of the master’s inability to drink with Paul.

En fin :

This is what Harvey Cox analyzes in “The Feast of The Fools” : like the clown in a circus parade, he [Christ] satirizes the existing authority, riding through the city 🎩 on his mount, surrounded by a royal procession, he who has no power on earth […] he is crucified amid snickers and sarcasm, with a sign above him mocking his laughable pretensions.

ibid.

The Jester wears Prada on the Sam Stein Show

Fragile Pete and The Don

 

Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again…

Love your President briefing of an American Pie

Is it just Mí, Cousin Joe, or is Sam Stein looking more and more like that “f-ugly” Mexican on “the Wood, the Bark and of course Eli Wallach”?

Deer, Sam Stein… not Pink Floyd’s “Dark Side..” but American Pie should be playing on the audio background of that Jester there.

 

… When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me 

This book has not been written, yet.

 

Oh, and while the king was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned

A war of choice to distract from Jeffrey Epstein’s circle of Friends. Victory in Hormuz.