Monthly Archives: November 2020

Fuckkkkkkkk, Eye didn’t think

Indeed, that’s a real Mexican Avocado

Last night my Right Eye discovered That French cops were Pussies, —at the time when i asked for my property back— but some, are just EXACTLY like them little American cops.

Good morning, it’s 9.20 in the morning and today is Mexican Revolution They.

ODEON

ODEON M4… next stop, Saint Germain-des-Près .:. A2024EF1-AA99-4C46-B541-461C1E4B8155 … Three Little Words Siren, you got, IT!, Sirene: FUCK YOU COP.

Quick note, if you ever get pepper-sprayed, point-blank and TO your Face, you must remember that the chemical will stay in your eyes for a good portion of the following 24 hours. Lucky for u.s., we visited the Soup Populaire at the 6th District, of 16 (now) and the good people there hooked us up with a little bottle of VITAMINs B6 and D, which we did not drink earlier in the day (yesterday), like yogurt, or milk, anything that makes for a happy movement of SHIT is a good remedy for the pepper-spray that insecure “little” debutant cops throw at you.

Some people call me the space cowboy

Some people call me the space cowboy .:. You know my name, you know where i lay, you even know where i take a steamy shit, and You Motherfuckers know that if i wanted to steal anything from La France, well THEN i would have asked Los Amigos de México in France for the “permission” necessary to obtain a Talents and Skills visa… like the one that Marcelo Ebrard nice got to able to study at Sciences Po in 2015 (during the year of Mexico in the Hillary Clinton Latino outreach in the U.S.A.) check La Matriculacion, or as we bums on skid row very often say: check your surveillance feed.

ISSY Mr. Macron: FUCK THE POLICE, if they punish the paying customer at MONOPrix®️, and you know what the IRONY of it  is, Mme. Hidalgo? That the CEO of Franprix and Monoprix used to be a roofless sonovabitch just like yours truly.  

Page 26: DECOUVERTS, « Trois lieux où mieux consomer » ; À Paris AUTOME 2020.

 

Dear, Anne Hidalgo… please forward to Mr. Macron

Now before i continue with this most non-consequential blog, be advised that tonight, your police officers relinquished from me a pair of needle nose pliers that Eye uses to remove the staples from the cardbox boxes that i use as mattresses, Eye is sorry for dispensing your pepper EYE spray on Mí.

OPEN YOUR BAG!!!

These where actually the words from the MAGAZINE manager, before i asked that motherfucker to review the surveillance feed.

I foresee that every move that Eye makes, will be monitored, but please BITCH, tell your cops to strike and get,IT!, over WITT!… bunch of pussies.

You are going to miss Mí when Eye is gone. Mark My pepperspray.

Previously on, Los Huevos de El General — Don’t forget to flush… what are you FRENCH!

Goooooooood morning Paris!

DECIDE

DECIDE… JAZZ is in full Swing … en negritas ⚖️ CDBDD28B-E916-43B0-B0E0-751591A2F12A 🔭 And, love: isn’t it Ironic.
Sur la decision fixant le pays de destination:
…
11. En se bornant à soutenir que les minorités hispaniques SONT VICTIMES DE RACISM, ou qu’il déjà étè expose à des discriminations aux Etats-Unis en raison de ses origines mexicaines, M. Segovia n’établit qu’il risquerait d’être expose à des traitements inhumaines ou dégradants en cas de retour aux Etat-Unis. Le moyen tiré de la méconnaissance de l’article 3 de la YADA, Yada, yada convention européenne de sauvegarde des droits de l’homme (¡y de la mujer también… bola de putos!!!) et des libertés fondamentales doit être écarté.

Öüï reminds our non-reading audience that to celebrate tonight’s Mexican Revolution Eve, the governments of FRANCE*, The United States, and of course, México agreed that the best thing to do about El General Cienfuegos (💯🔥’s) was to just let him go back to the State of Toluca, where los Amigos de FRANCIA en México will prepare a feast for the returning General. VIVA EL TRIBUNAL ADMINISTRATIVO de París, and of course, QUE viva la French Civil Servant STEPHANIE MENOU and her supervisor Bruno of the 6th and 7th dépôt office at Cité… (75004)

* Why La France? Go check out our section of the brown Mexican military eagles at the 2015 Bastille Day Parade, and this book.

Meanwhile in California, Evry Body wants to be a Cat!

Planet Carmel by LA Mer

Planet Carmel by LA Mer[de].

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On the menu:
— Steamed salmon with Asparagus (sans aspersions*) on white rice with choice of Molho de Caril and Harissa de Carthage.

Of course, the very french

Of course, the very french… 17A752C9-D71C-4BB4-A933-19AFA284DBB5 … [N]ever make collaborations… wait scratch that! The Very French never made Voltaire… or something like that.

… and Tom Nichols, “Zeppelin goes here!” , motherfucker.

Tenth Avenue Freeze Out — Living in a material world (1973)

Previously on, The Situation’s Fuck Up—
—El error de Marcelo

Full Disclousure:
we, the staff of this most non-consequential blog wish to come forward with the confession D.A.T. Indeed, Öüï is a closeted Boston fan.

Witt that in mind, Rachel Glasses just happens to stroll into the scene, Avi Velshi is on the scene.

Inter mezzo : el corrido del aguacate

Now y’all probably heard (on the Johnny Canales Show) about el famoso “aguacate” en la voz de mando de Los Bravos del Norte… y, no, no es una d’esas Mick, because contrary to what David Guetta would want y’all motherfuckers to believe is that los aguacates de la Banda, no son iguales a los aguacates de La Sierra, ni mucho menos como los aguacates del género Norteño.

https ://es .wikipedia .org /wiki /Género_musical

—O.K., willWe’ll give some land to the niggers and the chinks, but we don’t want the Irish!

Evry Body!!!

Evry Body!!!

Olson Johnson,
Rockridge (at Burbank Studios) Chamber of Commerce.
Blazing Saddles, Ltd.

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Maggie Thatcher agrees:

Ain’t nobody, Chaka:

 

Breaking News: Cousin Joe is the new Rulher of MSNBeeSeas

Previously on los aguacates de (haass):

Agent Angle reports

Agent Angle reports 🥑 44D3C604-8F28-4E89-B619-5EF38D7D921C 🦞 As the world turns and as y’all know, Greengold is the Hawaiian variety of avocados, but Eye knows nothing about that, but Eye is willing to bet Stephanie Rhules smile, on the fact that all avocados have strings attached, but like them deciduous baby dientes, the strings (vascular network from the avocado tree to the fruit) give way to a different stage in the development of an avocado… humans get chompers, and haas avocados get creamier.

The Situation was put in charge of the avocado distribution logistics for the Souper Bowl. Needless to say, D.A.T. D.A.R.E. motherfucker fucked up the port of entry authority by sending the cargo that originated in Lázaro Cárdenas, Michoacán, to a final destination in the Isle of Jersey, U.K., instead of New Jersey, U.S. of A.

For the record, the first thing that the European market should know about the Avocado Club is, D.A.T. you always talk about the Avocado Club, por ejemplo, Carol Anne, people should not throw away the avocados that they purchased at their local supermarket on account of the strings that you discovered on your most recent purchase, but if you do, please let u.s. know the next thyme you plan on prepping a guacamole bowl, aussi, the secret to a killer guacamole is a dash of comino, for every aguacate half in the bowl.

Por ejemplo, Eddie Gloude, Jr… pay no attention to the navigation manifest in the Agent Angle report, because the trip advisor did not factor in the weather advisory and the fact that The Situation couldn’t even find out where ROMA is on a map and that sonovabitch is a Woppy-guinea-goomba bambino from The Shore.

So, when thyme came to ask for a Sit-rep on the arrival of the cargo de Lázarus, The WHO immediately pointed their fingers to The Boss, meanwhile in France, the price of avocado (haass) dropped to a ridiculous low Price, the result of The Situation’s fuck up over on the DC coast.

One of the first things that the prestigious Council of Avocado Relations did to get to the bottom of this colossal fuck-up was to call all of the Families for a SitDown at Gino’s place, —In IRELAND!

—Ambassador Brzezinski

Gentlemen, The Jersey Shore extends a most sincere apology for The Situation’s fuck-up, to make up for our failure to properly train our logistical operation captains on how to read a fucking MANIFEST’s destiny, Öüï will be including an additional LOT of Jamaican Greengold on every ship until FAT TUESDAY is gone.

On today’s menu

Chilly con carne a la italiana with a side of Avocado (haass) and Camembert. Ketch-up if you can.

Breaking News: Cousin Joe ousted The Maddow

There can bee only one.

La cumbia del aguacate

To celebrate Little Havana’s acknowledgement of the Biden Campaign Ticket Victory, the 11th Hour at The BriWi Club broke out with a rendition of La Cumbia del Aguacate 🥑 18938ADE-414B-4A17-9034-C9A47E9B1F67 🦞 Over at the Telemundo Siege, Amanditititita was a Rock Lobster.

Tuesday morning, Paris, France __ The consequences of a “pm version” of the Morjo Show are now main streaming across the programming, and for all of those who do not read this most non-consequential blog, bee advised that in this arc, Rachel Maddow and Joseph Charles Scarborough the Third, are one in the same but on different meridians, Joe gets the “leggo-my-ego” morning section of the hours, and Rachel gets everything past the Deadline episodes of Nicolle.

JOE Scarborough’s incursion onto the primetime election coverage hours on a known American cable news network is causing havoc on the The Rachel Maddow bloc.

Cap studies

Red Cap Studies:
How to go from Comparative Adjectives to Superlative Adjectivities in less than 60 Seconds 🥑
Featuring : from Worse to Worst, because “The Cure” can’t be worse than the remedy.

Still To Come
The Peter Cat Recording Company
with their breakout hit:
MEMORY BOX…
right now is Vile for Kurt,
or some backasswards consequence like d.a.t.

Historians from Tennessee all agree that the last time that a take-down like this happened, it did ruffled a few feathers at peacock central. Keith Theodore Olbermann was not available for comment.

Persea [na] americana

Persea [na] americana … o como dice don Francis “el Che”: Youse Mí Wonderwall

IN AgroNautical news

Mexican variety of avocados (haass) are arriving with “Strings Attached”, this can only mean one thing Eugene Robinson. Find out about, IT!, after a word from our sponsors.

For palette contrast, the regional varieties of MonteZuma’s variety of green oysters (from Spain and Morocco) are not stringy, but are a bit on the insipid side of the color scale, and while the Chilean and Peruvian are a better option/versions of this fruit, them aguacates spoil as soon as Wind gets beyond the skin.

 

Dear, Ben Smith… the media equation was solved at the Unesco in 2016

Must show Media Function, motherfucker, and then solve for time.

This is why we Watch

This is why we Watch .:. 699B73ED-C8A7-40BA-8FC9-4A3F911C02B9 .:. Just to keep Track, Steph, nada más pa’Ver lo que dicen y lo que hicieron… dedicated to my Friend Gustavo, at the Associated Press… vía El CUNY.

Hoy no hubo Buzzfeed… because the “little journalist” school at Sciences Po is closed, the cadre at that former Printshop is drinking Coronas with the Mexican Mission at the Unesco and with The Ambassador of Mexico in La France.

WITH THAT in Mind, Peter Baker, please give my regards to Brian Williams and Fuck The New York Buzz(feed) in France.

For those keeping Track of our programming, tonight Öüï reserves two hours for “Staff Duty” at a very exclusively open club, where “everybody knows your name”.