…casi esquina con L’Olympia.*
Dear, Bill Maher, only 5 hand grips! Ewe’s an amateur werewolf my friend—anygüey Bill —it’s Weekend Edition; book review with that Random Jon from the House of Meachum, follows.
“Gloria a Dios en las alturas, recojieron las basuras de [La Ópera] ayer a oscuras y hoy
cuajada de bombillos… cuajada de bombillas”…
TimeStamp: 12h30 CET
Organized grab–ass in the form of a “pick-nic” is currently on its way à L’Opéra, however, Carmen is no where to be found, but L’homme à L’Harmonica in the Original Morricone Soundtrack just rolled by… TimeStamp: 13h40 something.
“C’est la fête à mon Bro! ”
The first procession is making its way through boulevard de Temple and onto the Bastille turn-around.. and Jon Meachum, a funny thing happened on the way to the McToilette à Bastille, much like Ohio [from the Pretenders] Ronnie’s resto wasn’t there; the wifi is up and running, our guess is that corporate is re-evaluating the French McDo logo: Venez comme vous êtes, eh! Or as the people in Seattle used to Say: COME AS YOU ARE.
17h30… things got back to normal. The celebration, the pic-niques, DJ’s, Live Music… clowns, performance y hasta uña puta piñata; en fin Caravan, y un chingo de 🎵 🎵La, la, la, la, la, 🎵La, LA, yiAh La La Lah’s.
18h00 La France insoumise se retira de Place de la Bastille… pero la fiesta para Macron sigue.
Digression para La Random House*
So, Mr. Meachum, Trump time in The U.S. is not really the worst that the country has had it as far as partisan politics go, fair enough, but tell us, has the U.S. ever been chill? Will it ever be?
Case in point, after the Charlie Hebdo and The Bataclan terrorist incidents, life and the way of the frogs… the way of the French “kept a rollin.” Undeterred, in spite of fear mongering calls from La Pen and her political party who, had they had their way would have turned France’s airports, trains and metro stations into the Hohenschönhausen style “welcome” at U.S. airports, courtesy of the most incompetent, exaggeratedly rigorous and, seriously overpaid security guards in Americana folklore.
… in Tijuana it’s 10:15 pm on the PST, and so the “fucking gringos” are still celebrating Cinco de mayo, meanwhile, en el Cerro de las Campanas (o por algún campo militar por allí, el Presidente Enrique Peña Nieto just made a reference to military academy graduates about the “tolerance” of Benito Juárez so–called followers, “the juaristas.”