Monthly Archives: March 2025

Oye cómo va, Maureen : Congressman Scarborough voted against This American Life in ’94

Yes he did! LED Zeppelin’s Hooker, that twat from the James Bond… medicated ointment., told me THAT it would be, ‘someone like Ewe!”.

The Dowphus Throw… it’s a Shakespearean plot of a Chespirito sketch. No contaban con The Simpsons Mexican Bumblebee 🦅.

Q has had it with NPR. And, Katty Kay, FLOW will flow like Honey on a cold Groundhog Day when that rodent saw his big fat sombra/ombre, and that can only be slower than a frozen Snail on First.

Wolf — floW

Wolf-flowy Wabbits, Katty Kay!!! I’m fucking Ted Williams!!!  Way-way beyond where that goddamn rainbow ends that ball has left the park and hit Fat Elvis on the head, The King 🦧 👑 ladies in Gemini, is needles to add, “All Shook Up”.

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Not to be outdone by Yello-Hoe, Maureen Dowd doubled down on salmon pink

“A little girl could hit that pitch, but you have to provide the power yourself.

Ted Williams c. 1945.

Jet Lag… please turn off all electronic devices

 

And, Katty Kay, thanks for going Olive Darb, it spiked Dowd’s juice up🧃… Eye swears that Quentin Tarantino based Mr. Wolfe’s character on Maureen Dowd’s lifestyle. Bitch probably had a dead guy in her entourage, but Gad Dam-Elmaleh she does throw a mean eephus. Quite an arc to witness every time she takes a swig. Jon Bonham cut that track with the iconic “in my time of, cough”, or something like that… Sources close to Shakespeare confirm that Maureen inspired that cut. The Hollywood reporters caught the last part of that discussion at control room before miss Dowd headed out to Nantucket, or to a junk yard to dump the dead nigger wrapped in Aunt Marilyn’s 3/4 sleeve [pink] babydoll that is riding in the trunk of Maureen’s black limousine. Here’s an unauthorized transcript:

— That’s gonna be the one, it is!

— Well, how about Öüï has a listen then?

— Of course!

And now, here’s that confounded Bridge, Selma. Eye believes James was looking for that junction. The Révérend Al Sharpton is playing all the U2 hits from Chopper Fo’.

Over at Georgetown, la COMPAÑIA (Cia. for Jesuits)… It’s Romans 55 in Arabic numbers because Jimmy Kimmel killed latin math, and then the MAGA mouvement took Columbia University’s skateboarding money.

Long-ex Po, su-Re… with Carolina Muñoz

But first, You’ve Got Mail. Overnight RUSH delivery for the Ouverture… you are going to like the way you look, Eye guarantees, IT! SYRIA-us-Lee.

Special Delivery for Caro from France jazz a Meep, Audrey Stu-Po-🐝⛷️. Congratulations you’ve been chosen to play the role of the beloved Beaker muppet on The Rachel Madow Show. Your mission, if chose to accept, IT!, is to be Susan’s birthday cake pop-up girl.

You Can Keep Your Hat On

In local news, The French Touched are favorable to re-establishing the military 🎖️ draft, Sources close to The Ministry of Gwar Gear warn that the first skill that new recruits will get training on is BASEBALL ⚾… European theater Gwar Chiefs all agree 💯  that SPRING is the perfect season to iron-out The Kinks from John Fogarty’s CENTERFIELD.

Ladies in Gemini from The Piggly Wiggly Street Corner, IT’S WILLIE AND THE po’ BOYS.

 

… and now, the moment you’ve all been avoiding,  Blossom 🌼 Hoes with Susan’s wife on TRMS. Meep, Meep.

Happy Birthday Susan — Meep–meep. Go fish now.

But SYRIA-us-LEE, Manuel Valls, seriously… are you ready for the new arrivals 🛬 🎈 of “Talents-et-Competences” from the Orient Jesus Freaks refugees CLUB?

Inter-mission du Jardin : fuck you George Clooney

Enjoy your little “faggety” shot of Italy.

Catch-22.50-264-10-1 w/c… look it up, Cluny, look it up. The “dash-10 dash-1“ stands for user manual, the prefix is a MBT.

Enjoy the tax-breaks and it looks like you bought U.S. a Zoo. It’s a little bit funny because Matt bought a French clos first.

In local news the U.S. Pony Express is now privatized and somehow Don King won the government contract. Historical receipts show that Don King presented a blank page, of PAGE in white, and that nigger filled the landscape as the rounds 🥊went by.

Only in America

Da’ funk is this U.S. Postal Service stamp!? Holy mother-mary in Cuaresma, Alecia Mer y ENDAS, the only way to adjust that cover is with some poon-tang en pelotas.

Dragonfly in the sand, Ewe knows how Öüï feel

Fellin’ Güd?

I Am Music or simply the common denominator, period*

Very well, youse on the right track because the first Rhule of the “Nettoyage de Primavera in Advance Qu-lub” is to get stoned. And to get a whiff of what’s happening at le jardin de Eliane Jeannin-Garreau en La Porte de Versailles Öüï switches it over to pretty-in-pink Muñoz who’s already higher than Robert PLANT’S notes on the alternate take of Zepp’s “BIGLY³” hit 🎯

Le Divan du Sarah — Harlot Extraordinaire… Ja, ja, ja, — laughter, the best medicine.

³~. Babe I’m Gonna Leave You, rare alternate take.

And in Paris, France, even as Caro Mugnoz gardens 🌺 her way to a new Farm in Europe, —it’s chickens!!! €hikens who’ve had their plumes plucked the most and now, NOW Alicia Menendez, the little presse-shop of HORRORS is changing the Λóγος at the little shop of CANCER horrors.

Calle de Las Dos Bolas, en face à Le Benjamin.

Caro won’t have any of, IT!, instead that hoe (the tool not the gardener) is a pret•ty good candidate to be turned into a PLUMA; co•incidentally le Stylo en Inglés some say, is better than the Sickle and the Sword. Öüï wouldn’t know, the Plan at the divan de France was scrapped for some movie award 🪆 doorstop.

Segnora Sonia Carneiro… Dr. Johanne Poisson tiene otros datos

A message from Venus.

Callisto calló y Io no vió nada.

It’s trou 🕳️ !!! Ju•π•Ter is definitely not what the very French in Stalingrad (2.0) call a “gerondif” in particular form or other gas.

Femmes : Les Grandes Oubliées de l’ AP/HP… more on KNEWS at Five with James Bond… .medicated ointment.

Any 🦉 hoot, the Trafalmadires Trafalmadorians (🪠) told me about Ewe people on Planet Blue, Micromégas even published an RARE EARTH catalogue after his ship got stranded in TITAN. Billy Pilgrim even does an improvised set on Brass and Woods, but Billy really brought the cream when he bong on his drum all day.

Brown Shugga’ is in the house.

Los Beatles no son como los pintan and in today’s edition of “The House of Lordes’”,  Yoko Ono is the winner of the day.

Entonces, Alicia Menendez… ‘member that midnight run you used to do with your pinches* comadres way back in when eggs where for breakfast? It was alright but that show needed something, Licha, and that something that your producer’s show was missing was Mí, Alicia Menendez—because your pinches producers could not have a truly “American Voices” without Mí, Alicia Menendez…

Year of The Pundit. Starring Stéphanie Rhule as the new James Bond … .medicated ointment.

And Symone Sanders, happy wimmin’s day, don’t let Michael Steele steal the show, ‘cus you know what Dave ChappELLE says about Republicans, —right?

Up next, a siesta sista, but before Öüï do a nap around the world in 80 they’s, nice bust. Eye particularly likes that rosary bead look you got going there.

Dasha, you ignorant slut! — Happy Woman’s They, bitch

Regardless, Uranus… Eye don’t care what bitch-ass Pluto says. Ask Chronos!!! Ju°π°Ter is Knot 🪢 a Gerund.

This Space For Rent

 

Ni “ing” ni “ando”, puro sujeto. And, Stephanie Ruhle, FRIDA would call this phenomenon, “puro pedo y nada de caca” because it’s all “in essence” and there is no SOLID substance in that mouvement. It’s STANDARD PRACTICE PROCEDURE in FRANCE.

Yo Soy 133, 134 y 135 thank Ewe very Munch. And Presidenta Sheinbaum, happy cunt They at the Zócalo.

What Darmanin doesn’t know is that La Tuna is a fucking fish in rye

“Me he de comer esa tuna… but first, Öüï switch IT!, over to the South of France where French Prisons in Bretagne are eradicating prickly-pears and extinguishing sap from the ears of cactus-es in La Var, where Mika Brzezinski opened an aloe-vera shop, or something like that.

La Tuna en Francia — Maximum Security Narco Jails, now with 5G+ technology inside.

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Next on Beyond the Bridge: Marie Gentric reinterprets Sobre Las Olas en Versión BOLERO

BREAKING IN PARIS:

How Many More Shines, Miss Rachel? In theaters Friday.

CARYATID at Gard du Nord found using GREAT SECOND WORLD WAR Mortar as a BUTT PLUG. Belgian trains (arriving from Brussels) are shit-out-of-luck and Marie Gentric is stuck in a room full of Belges.

Sobre Las Belgas as rendered by Marie Gentric in Brussels.

It’s as clear as daylight, right D.A.R.E. in the cards [where eagles dare]: it reads “3 Zeros followed by 6, 7, and the beautifully placed OCHO.” it’s 8 Degrees of Lorraine’s Combo.

But first, it’s that time of the year when Öüï breaks out the little rakes and little hoe’s in order to rotate the soil to bury some future PoPcOrN for the Fall, literally Ekland, knot figureEIGHTly speaking but literally. For the record Eye wanted to plant  some weed but the Civil CODE de DON NAPO🌵 considers Barcelonnette a Taboo topic when it comes to invasive species in NICE, like say Russian oligarchs who own Mexican Food restaurants in VAR and tortilla markets at l’Auchan.

All They and All Knight… girl, Eye-wants-to-be-with-EWE, in the THEY time, — All Day, And All Of The Night.

Now CHEW on This, PABLO TORRE!!! Chew on LOS BARÓN de APODACA welcoming CONAN and WILT Chamber°lain in to the MAYHEM³. Je ne suis pas Goo-goo for GEORGIA sin Lady Gaga.

³~. Rolling rape and low-hanging murder with Stones follow.

Sorry Calendar Girl, Morgan just pulled a reveal

There’s hope for, wait for it, wait for it, — The Humanity!!! Yes.  But you gots to dew the Memphis Two-Step to the groove of Fuck The Police.

Ojos de Perro Azul

 

20 years from the 6th day, of the 3rd month, of President Donald John Trump’s second term in the oval office or, the president’s 50th month in ABSOLUTE power if EWE FUCKERS ARE REALLY KEEPING count, artificial intelligence companions are a thing, so much so that even your pesky-borrowing mooch of a neighbor has now added onto his “may I borrow your …” repertoire the, “my wife is away at a trade conference, yada, yada, yada.”

Camello sin Filtro meets Caballo Dorado

Last night, Bobby asked his neighbor if he could borrow his A.I. companion for “dinner and a musical,” to which his neighbor said yes, “of course… just don’t go sticking your öüï-wee in my A.I. companion’s butthole” said the neighbor.

Agreed 😇 responded Bobby. 💯 percent, “it’s just dinner and a musical“ about a transgender narco trafficking Franchute who uses A.I. to translate the language of Molière into ROSALIA’S version of Puerto Rican slang for dumb movie-goers in France.

Yesterdays

… hilarity ensues the following morning when Bobby’s wife returns from her trade conference annual Christmas orgy and sees a KAISER PERMANENTE ambulance outside of her condo near 30 Rock.

Long-story short, Bobby explains to his wife that while she was out fucking the entire Lab at the annual Christmas congress at the Saint-Malo Camping Grounds of La Mancha, he borrowed the PAPERBACK Writer’s A.I. Companion and the neighbor forgot to switch the pencil sharpener mode off.