And, segnora Ministro, Catherine Colonna de Quai d’Orsay

You’re so vain, you probably think this song is about you.

As the honorary Rosbif intermédiaire at Katty Kay’s turf outside of her shack in Washington, it is incumbent on you, before tomorrow’s brunch at Frog Palace to get acquainted with Carly Simon, lest you SIN, of “[walking] into the party like you were walking onto a yacht »:

And, madame Ministro de l’Egalité entre les femmes et les hommes, de l’Egalité des chances et de la Diversité, please stand-by, in a minute Eye will explain to your secretary how Roma is Amor.

Issy, Ministro Madame, Dr. Poisson 🎏 would probably think that this ToRo is about La Maman de Poisson, —it’s knot 🪢.

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Constance’s problems at France Inter, it’s the French equivalent of “white peoples problems” on the inter webs. Eye mean, c’mon man, how did  Saint Constantine’s Day ended up sharing the calendar with undocumented fishes?

 

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