Eye am a Nigromante,
but Ewe knew
Right, Mrs. del Percio?
Details on this D.R.A.M.A. will follow, after a musical break.
Anygüey, Brontis à La Préfecture, we [the staff] have not, we repeat: have not forgotten about the drawn–out–of–a–HAT “requirement” that your agents hanged next to my fuzzy balls on that motherfucking Rear–View mirror of this ride.
However, you, sir, of all instances know that the reason for DRAFTING this recourse, or blog, was for future reference BECAUSE under the authority of an Interior Minister (a French Presidential candidate himself from the “left” who is now using his “immigrant experience” to cuddle with the DERECHA ESPAÑOLA) you sir, asphyxiated my hypothesis about Mexican Institutions and the corruption of those institutions in France. And you sir, did it while collaborating with the apparatus that neuters dissent at The Mexican Embassy in France.
So, no, MARIANNE, that round to meet “the requirement” remains on the S.I.N.G.L.E. and it is
in on reserve for The L.P.. See you Monday.