Category Archives: Antecedentes del que escribe

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John Mill Ackerman y los hijos del quinto partido de la transformación

Víctor Quintana Silveyra… and/or Zeppelin goes here.

In Russia, Putin just told The U.S.A. to go Trump themselves. Know Which Way Is Up.

Esas Perras de Morena nomas en la Casa de Ackerman… al fin “chuchos” del PSUM ✏️

Presente :

Ain’t nobody making things up… this must be the place for Talking Heads en tiempos de putas venezolanas con hambre en La Cuarta Transformación de López Obrador y su esposa la “española” con nombre alemán en La Chingada.

Bring it… I see your wanna be Dre’s, doctor³.

³~. Knot you Poisson, tell your dad to keep his Rottweiler’s at bay from Monterrey. Benjamin Franklin follows while Tommy watches the scene go by.

france culture y la política ficción de la L.E.F.³

Peach and Mario – Just Friends… nothing to see here.

It’s all Greek to Mí, and over at Morning Joe, the entire CockSucking team, except Katty Kay, is figuring out Why Argentina is big on The Rock en Tu Idioma scène.

In Texas news, Democrats flee the state fearing that the Patron Saint of Pedophiles will cast a spell (or point the finger at them) and send them to the Alligator Jail in Jeffrey Epstein recruiting swamps.

Lonnie Anderson stars as a 13-year old.

³~. Liberté, Égalité, Franglais sources close to Valérie Pécresse at La RATP relay that there is pickpocketing going on at La Places d’Italie, Jazz du Métro and other assorted vocalists are sounding the alarm, but personally I (Armando Segovia) can relay that Valérie is making a killin’ with the separation of BUS and MÉTRO tickets, and here is why nigga’ :  because when someone decides to jump onto the tracks hoping to die, your metro ticket will not be valid on the Bus/Tram network de Paris… and you can walk that to the PARKS, Marvin.

Las Belgas Son Más Cabronas, period!

“¡Para la memoria!” That’s what the Mexican Foreign Service in San Bernardino, California, relayed to their compinches~counterparts at the Mexican consulate located at rue de Notre Dama de Las Victorias en Paris, Francia, on January of 2011, two weeks to be precise before the start of the failed Year of Mexico in France.

🟣 la cultura juarense de Vilma Fuentes en Francia

Beatified Pimp of TRUMP’S Cult of Pizza-eating Pedophiles in Florida.

¡Para la memoria!… it means ¡Stop the memory! And if you are the person in charge of musing the RAYUELA reflection of the day at La Jornada in Mexico City, your spiel to THEY reads empty and hypocritical, but keep on rocking them REMESAS Gentrificadas en tiempos de hambre.

¡Hello Goodbye!

If your name is Johanne Poisson… you of all people should know* / La Moraleja 🇪🇸

*~. Your mother always knew, that Zacatecas had a copy of the keys to your front door… all the way back to 2008 in Montpellier.

Olga Sánchez Cordero (French légion d’honneur 🎖️) for the release of Florence Cassez.

Todo Adán lleva Augusto al costo (lateral)

Hey 🏄🏽 baby won’t you take a chance
Let’s dance 🩰

Po’Boy is not from SciencesPo, regardless of what Alejandro Poiré said in 2012.

Bien belga la hembra… it’s part of the French touch en Bruselas, because one has to be Euro-trash to talk about Mexico en France 24 or el canal 26 de AGSTV.

Let’s Dance… we’ll do the Twist-the Stomp-the MASHed potato tú.

En fin, you are going to like the way you look, MELANIA mexicana… la moraleja, SERGIO ÁVALOS, está en una matrícula consular³ y el hecho de que tú partido morenista es igual al de los “MAGA” en la Riviera Maya… heróico buque los de la naval mexicana.

Previously on the continuing adventures of Teeny Tiny Cat

If they asked Mí, Johanne Poisson, Eye could write a book.

Knews Ewe Could Use

The Katt’s out of the bag and the toothpaste is back in the TUBES and with ol’Due respect Eva Victor can suck on my catnip.

Stories which, will be relevant five, ten, twenty years from now… because TIME NOW is won emit and TIME LOST is just a thing.

… when Öüï returns Mika Brzezinski takes a skinnydip en La Quebrada, and Armando Hoyos takes a colourful picture for the paparazzi at The New York Post and let’s just say that the eyebrows don’t match the Lashes on them little ol’Eyes.

Unfiltered:

Spin this

If your name is Laurent Nuñez and you are the Préfect de police: fuck you and the cop who told me that I could not take a picture of the after-maths

Patterns for César Le Benevolent :

Fantasy Formula and Global Pedophiles on the Morning Snap-on of Saint Donald Day.

firstly, Öüï must go back to the morning after the Inter Miami headed back to Mar-a-Lago following Zlatan’s comment regarding Messi’s teammates… now Eye’s been to a few manifs and a couple of mime marathons along The Seine but I have never seen the streets littered so neatly with trash, every artery from the place where a sicario dared to show his face and just for penitence sake killed a French King to death, to the other side of Duc des Lombards and all the  way back to Innocents Square.

This Bud’s for Ewe.

(48.851094,2.344523)

Eye tell you César, at first light the quartier looked like it had been customed fit-ted with a multi-brand quilt sparkled with shattered vodka, aromitised beer and other assorted alcohol bottles, by nine in the morning it was evident that the best sanitation and trash pickup in the whole wide world of Sports was only going to clear the trash from the cobblestone not from the sidewalks; by noon it was the businesses themselves who had to ask their workers to clear all the shit from their doors.

July 15 — Saint Donald They. Dished by Donald O’Tacos and devoured by Rosie O’Donnell.

By the time that Bayern Munich ended their engagement in the MAGA FIFA World Cup 2025 it was clear that Mme. Hidalgo was not going to be putting up with the suburbs shenanigans after the PSG’s games.

Incest Don

Now on the night that Mbappé cried in Castellano, the streets at Châtelet where eerily quiet and only a handful of bars had the PSG match on their screens.

Le 36 quai des Orfèvres à la écran… “ya llegó Nikki Lauda, todo el mundo está aquí ».

¿En dondé está la biblioteca?

 

Televisa and MSNBC Presenta:

Jump to Mañana y los nobles on Morning Joe… This is no time for Siesta, this IS Acapulco infantilization time, sleep… Everything Is Under Narco Control.

Based on El Chavo del Ocho’s strategy.

 

Cesar’s Salad: Quand les actes viennent contredire les mots

It’s ridiculous, one ROCKET

You don’t know what the Porn you are doing. And Eye quotes…

Entonces César, it was nice meeting you last night… it’s too bad that i, Armando Segovia, or Armando X (in reference to Malcolm Little, not the social media handle that used to be a little blue bird 🐦) did not get to TRANSITION to Salma Hayek and “los hilos” de Natalia Almada who happens to be the Great-great-grand daughter of that Fucking HOT DOG that PAULINE’S big fucking freezer is trying to pass as “latin food”, that fucking “dogo’s³” name, by-the-way was El General Plutarco Elías Calles, inventor of the Mexico that died in 2018, when Mexico shifted from what one of THE DOGS at l’Académie Française refered to as “the perfect dictatorship” who institutionalized “the revolution” and « transformed » it, into a populist porn show on every dial on Évry—Mexican Radio Frequency.

Note to the good students at La Cop1ne au 1 Pl. Alice Guy (knot Menendez)…

Erasmus was a fag.

Context from Salma’s husband at DEE 🎸Beaubourg will answer for ALL EWE Pinaults, which is a calco for PIÑATA en Castellano.

Santa Ana Winds…

³~. While it is categorically true, and not surprising at all that « hotdog » on a Spanish Radio Station is a calc of the same English that the Rosbifs across the Chunnel call a “perro caliente”, which should never be confused with the legendary “perro agradecido”, from LA CALLE 🤠 Stanton in El Chuco, Texas.

Julio Guereka y Jabón del Perro Agradecido presenta

Thee 19~Eighty’s

¡Arriba Juárez!

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Any 🦉 hoot, Valerie Pécresse, Madame one-each, what a fuck? What is your “go-Fund me*” bullshit doing? Even your ticket checkers hate you.

Me llamo Armando Serrano~Prieto y tengo 14 años desde que Éxodus salió de Sn. Brdo. a París.

Ask my friend COTEJADO it’s trou 🕳️ cheka El ACENTO 🇲🇽 de los halcones… pero déjame comenzar, and then y’All will find out el punto de referencia en la PUERTA del pinche Refrigerador del ’87.

Entonces, Julio Guereka (que feo estás) imagínate la mula que fue remplazada por l’eletricidad para cruzar al Chuco siendo remplazada por otra pinche mula para cruzar a Juárez.

ASÍ, así está fomentando la PINCHE fayuca esa señora en la RATP de la Île-de-France.

I’m sorry, “confrontational house-to-house” compassionate fact-checking?

Sorry, Wallace (Nicole)… it wouldn’t work, I tried it back in 2006, 2012, 2018, 2024, Mexicans just don’t like Mexicans, and besides, you must be French to get away with that shit.

Nowhere is a pretty good place to be, o como dice Julio Guereka on a Mexican radio station del ESTADO, “¡y ni me busquen!”.

Breaking in Paris… PEPA BUENO WAS FIRED by the good people of EL MUNDO de Le Monde… así de PRISA, Julio Guereka³ en Ciudad Juárez. Así de PRISA, y de paso: Chinguen A Su Madre los y las que le van al MANCHESTER UNITED… Goooooo, Manchester City.

Y bueno, para muestra Talía Olvera y los mexicanos del otrora CONACyT en La Maison de l’Amérique latine (MAL 217) at Saint-Germain-des-Prés, just ask Medal of Legion recipient, Leoncio Orellana:

Los mexicanos que se van a los Estados Unidos (de América) no son como los mexicanos que viven en Francia.

Over at FIP Central, Charlotte Bibring is getting Stoned 💋… alone

Dra. Talía Olvera Ph.D. on the night that the O.E.A.* visited professor Alain Rouquié.

*~. Organization of American States, 2013. José Miguel Insulza visited Saint-Germain-des-Prés, that night, Prof. Rouquié cancelled a scheduled appointment for an interview after Talía Olvera and the leader of Morena-Francia (at the time Sergio Ávalos) sabotaged my efforts that night. For the record, the email account that holds all of the correspondence to secure the above-mentioned interview request remains locked after my computer was hacked. No biggie, I have a time machine.

 

Gooooooo, Ukraine.

Across the Atlantic Ocean, being the little bitch that he is, President TACO Trump took the crédit for Volodymyr’s POKER 🔄 PHASE 🔃
The Ten Commandments are a lie

The Ten Commandments are a lie. Originally it was a 15-point deal. The 11th Commandment ordered the JEWS to never turn into NAZIES in GAZA. Free Palestine.

And, Jesus Christ from IOWA, fuck you and “Jonie Ernst” tooth fairy cemetery 🪦

And it’s not “terrorism” in Colorado, Cousin Joe, it’s Re-Tri-BUTION, and yes: 🔥 Netanyahou 🇮🇱 Israel is to blame for every target of opportunity.

And David Ignatius: Poker de opportunities.  Volodymyr Olexandrovytch Zelensky KING ♠️ of DRONES REALLY KNOCKED THE U.S.S.R. down 💥

Fluc-tú-at 🦎 Jim 👤 Mer-git-Ur

 

Previously on The Jim Morrison Podcast,  “the severed garden between two theatres” was hosting a Doña Ana, New Mexico (U.S.A. southwestern quadrant) recently departed SAINT who unbeknownst to Semolina Pilchard’s and Leduc P.I. Snoops was on a mission to find the long-lost stolen bust of The Lizard King.

Cabrón, and mister mayor, ask Mrs. Mayor: model citizen, zero disciples with discipline and to call these coq suckers “dirty nachos” it’s because no hay baño, Ignacio.

 

… fuck Ewe frog, I see your so-called “electronic snoop’n” and….  i (Armando Segovia) according to sources from our Penny Lane correspondant, Ringo Starr, it appears that the white male didn’t noticed that the light had Changed on Easy Street. We interrupt this blog to bring the latest from Liverpool where Paul McCartney’s heart just turned down it’s own Helter Skelter slide, and if Paul McCartney’s heart didn’t, well then that motherfucker is Faul.

El primer refugiado made in France meets Batman l’ Egyptian… I am telling you, I Will Burn a Pyramid and you are going to like the way each block on that cake is going to taste LIKE.

Told ya’ll that you was going to need more red lights