Category Archives: Book Two

Intermission with Jason Johnson (PhD)

Note to La Mairie de Paris, Dr. Jason Johnson is not a psychiatrist, and the frame below is a comparative analysis of international guests on the advertising kiosks of bi-lateral collaborations in France. Aussie, please note that today’s dentils will support the by-gone (otrora en Español del bueno) Year of México in France.

And just like the store sign says, the “essential” objective here is to compare two bi-national events in the interest of a thing called « contrast » between natural resources and geopolítica motivators; which should NEVER BE CONFUSED with motivations for resources because motivations are tainted with bias and other assorted “shiny bead objects” o mismo, un pantalón de €150.

That was then ⬇️ this is now ⬆️

https ://asegovia3 .com /2015/07/15 /15-de-julio-la-placa-de-gilberto-bosques/

Context on today’s dentils, as SUPPORT ARGUMENT for the impunity of ProMexico during the Peña Nieto administration in México, follows.

Placa = Badge... argot for dirty cop in México

And in Washington… en Washington no pasa nada, except for the fact that Texas Governor Greg Abbott just proved that being a cripple (such as he is, no need for euphemisms like “handicap”) is no sign of virtue or righteousness.

I state the above paragraph in digital form considering that the Trump Party executive is lifting the safeguards to prevent the spread of what western continental democracy calls a deadly pandemic (for some) and at the same time puts the blame on those damn immigrants for spreading coronas* everywhere.

🎶 Knot complaining just something i want to say: today is National Sports Day in Paris. For the occasion, the bank responsible for ferrying the Roland Garros participants from Manu Chao’s backyard, through la rue Jeannine Elaine–Garreau (or behind Technicolor) and to the BFM TV building, has (since Friday night) INSTALLED the necessary plywood boards in order to protect their institution’s storefront and to prevent WINDOW FITTERS the chance to earn an honest Euro.

coronas = flower arrangement with a 3.1416 x radius² at funeral homes.

https ://www .jornada .com .mx /sin-fronteras /2021/03/04 /gobernador-de-texas-acusa-a-inmigrantes-de-propagar-el-covid -2231 .html

 

It’s 10 am in Hawaii — and in Sidney, Aussie, it’s already mañana

In Paris, France, it’s 22h and Louise Michel is at the plate, Louise hails from The Paris Commune and she has a 150 batting average. Madame Mayor, Anne Hidalgo is on the mound and it’s a God Damn Beautiful Day (globally) at the Pershing Memorial Baseball Complex in Vincennes.

Playball ⚾️ .:. 3B720710-12DD-4A1B-9C25-2FBD92FB40AF 📐

https ://en .wikipedia .org /wiki /Stade_Pershing

Jump to page 3 for context on the 150th Softball Commemorative Tournament of Communards between France’s Historical Characters mash-up and Today’s Elected Officials and Leaders of The Fifth Republic.

Witt that in M.I.N.D., please join Brigitte Bardot and The Sea Shepard in the singing of France (Gall’s) National Anthem: Aux Armes! Serge Gainsbourg is Third on The Batting Order and the official French National Anthem will not be played in this tournament on account that a Quartet of Rosbifs kidnapped La Marseillaise for a Satellite PPV* Transmission of All you need is…? anyone, Willie Geist, All you need is?

Les chiens aboient, Charlie Hebdo, parce que les enfants de Sanchez me voient passer*

Dear, Charlie Hebdo, meet L’Union:

“The dogs are barking, Charlie Hebdo, because Sánchez’ children see me passing by ».

Orson Wells via Goethe,
Someone that i used to Know.

* The Children of Sánchez = Oscar Lewis

Tuesday, March 2nd 2021

They (the riverains) probably thought that the newspaper people were cops.

Hoy no hubo noticias. See you mañana.

 

Y tu mamá también, set in Memphis

Continued from page 33 ∴

Ibid. c.2017. But with a different name: Olympiades

Mary and Paul’s relationship was over a long time ago. The sad thing was that they were both together because both of them were sick… [one had a troubled heart and the other had this consuming loneliness, or something like that].

Guillermo Arriaga
21 Grams
[paraphrased summary]

Please stand-by for context… or not, it doesn’t matter anymore. Long story short, the troubled heart got fixed with Money and the consuming loneliness was actually pretty fucking awesome, until the Father of The Bride section of the wedding scene. That part of the play was by-invitation only and that is where i heard the Last Song that i was expecting to hear on the skirts of the Alpes Maritimes overlooking Nice, y sí, it was TRACK 13 for the soundtrack of, “Y Tu Mamá También”, Mateo García; aunque usted—no lo crea.

Track 13 “The Wedding Song” 🧶 345FE29F-4DE1-4C72-B1CB-E50DED47988A 🎶 If you are a non-reader of this blog you might have missed the beat that i kept for a brief while in the form of my weekend mornings interludes with Perrine, Lindsey and Ashley (from Ashley’s World… or something like that) and i do declare that among the unsolicited affection dispersed in a whole bunch of arcs and twists, and weather reports on that section of the blog, them weekend intermezzos are among my favorites in this rag that i call a blog.

Sin embargo, muchachas, and to continue with the above written cutline ⤴️, tactical challenges and logistical disturbances have (as expected) obliterated my defenses, and so for that matter don’t–keep–on ignoring the fact that the triangulation behind the Technicolor block was not about you. 

The hypothenuse of them coordinates will always and forever be* about establishing a key character in my ten-year permanence in France. And it is nothing personal.

* or for as long as there is a Fifth French Republic.

It is not, i repeat, it is not about judging the character in the scene, as Alejandro Cuarón (or is it Alfonso González?) stated on chapter 7 of The Faber Book of Mexican Cinema. It is not, i re-type, it-is-not-personal. And, as Mr. Iñárritu stated in that particular section of the book, and i am paraphrasing here, ‘you have to read from whose point of the script the context is coming from‘, and in this particular case the context is coming from Bruno, the supervisor of Stephanie Menou at one of the dépôt sections of the Paris Prefecture, and that is because that public fonctionnaire received an e-mail from a former partner of this blog, a medical doctor who scolded (Bruno) the government employee for telling me, at the time when he removed my first 3-year residence permit card from my hand and then proceeded to tell me that “i had no rights in France.” There is more context to that incident, but you have to look it up since that particular page has turned.

And that, my sweet Saturday/Sunday morning car-tunes is the reason why BFM’er TV’s transmission hub is in the picture, because i used to live on the other end of the street named after that Rebel-rouser at The Paris Commune, but for some reason i can’t remember the compete name of Jeannine-Elaine-Garreau.

Right now, however, i have to do like las ruedas–que rápido ​ruedan, and catch Metro line 3 to Levallois; where this whole homeless experience began… ah, the memories, “it’s like starting over” again Madam Hidalgo, because four years ago today, American pundits were begging the French electorate not to elect Marine Le Pen, and lo and behold, isn’t that fear what Nancy (FR) was all about?

— Jump to page 2:22

Page 33 ∴ or Something like that

This section is about Torture and, Human Rights in Paris and it should not be confused with a Pizza joint in Washington, D.C..

Of course, o como dicen los franceses, por supuesto, Señor gobernador… [R]ubén FIGUEROA FIGUEROA.

https://youtube.com/watch?v=IDyEtFQS1gk

Musical Guest:
The Pretenders
Track List: Hate for sale

Context follows; 50 € per MERCEnary.

🔊🎵🎶💲 Page 379, HYMNE NATIONAL (HYPO; end of section §3.) Canto que simboliza a un país en ceremonias oficiales FOR THE BENEFIT OF MR. KITE, most national anthems were written in the XIX Century and usually after a revolution period, BUT NOT ALWAYS, some himnos nacionales ARE THE PRODUCT OF A SPONSORED COMPETITION (PEROU 1821, HONGRIE 1842, o España 1870) Dictionnaire du musicien, by Honeeger, M., Larousse/VEUF. Premier impression Italy, 2002.

It’s One O’Clock in CET.

And in Paris, Spring made an early STAND, coincidentally, the day coincides with the Century (XXIst) and like i just told you, ONE day earlier than the 21st of next month, which of course TRANSLATES to? Anyone? Happy Gilmore? Anyone?… a fuck it: MARS!!! You circus animals.

But seriously, Madame Anne Hidalgo³, and i really-really, really-really mean vraiment seriously, however, because this blog has been since day one, a draft for a 10-year account of my permanence in France, i believe that it would sound a lot funnier if you read the following statement in a Governor Arnold Schwarzenegger (Kindergarden Cop) voice, so with that in mind, i can’t trust the Paris Police and so i am sounding another alarm —with all due respect—directly to you via this post, and on Monday the 22nd through an official mailed-in registered letter:

I turned 50 years of age as a homeless man in the city that you run. As of last night i started sheltering at the annex of the 4th District; rue du Pont Louis Philippe.

And Madam Mayor, this is not about internet access, far from it.

Statement follows

Yada, yada, yada, the rest of the content is for whomever  might have the privilege of screening the mail that arrives to your official mailbox at the Hôtel de Ville… HOWEVER, if you should read this before that happens, Madam Mayor, you may ask the director of the establishment at 32 rue des Bourdonnais what this paragraph is in reference to.

Or, you can call the programmers at fip .fr, as they seem to be aware of what is going on with my situation, i reference this on account that they seem to be playing all of the Hits that could quite possibly qualify as the runners-up of the musical score/soundtrack competition of what i have been going through in the past two weeks.

In other news…

By the standards of the past three months, Jonah, or Jonas (en Castellano) must have been the only one in the picture that was not a fag, Eye says again, Jonah —or Jason— if the previous statement is Greek to you:

It’s Greek to me
byu/devler ineurope

Jonah must have been the only one in the picture
that was not a fag, period¹

https ://www .20minutes .fr /politique /2981243-20210219 -presidentielle -2022 –anne-hidalgo-tres-peur-issue-duel-entre-emmanuel-macron-marine-pen

Any HOW, in  Paris, Nancy, France, it’s Nine O’Clock on the a.m. dial of February 21; but in Hilo, Hawaii, it is still the 20th day of the Second month of 2021, so i reckon that this can only mean one thing, Madam Mayor, that in one short month, (28 days) Springtime will make it’s scheduled rotation, and based on your fears, which were expressed upon in a recent interview, let us hope that Hitler, is only a Mel Brooks dream.

The belly of the beast… step on down.

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1. This period is of course, is being sponsored by Vania®️

It’s Three Post Meridiem in Hilo, and 3 a.m. in Paris

Silly frog… [E]verybody inside of the grid of the IdF, is?
Anyone? Ah, fuck it, everyone (except Vilma Fuentes) is part of the bourgeoise. And i mean, everyone, except the aforementioned dama.

Where was i… where was i, ah—Yes!

For the record, add to our count on the CET front, what appears to be actual physical violence… so much for eradicating misery, but most important, the elements in a society that causes misery in the First Place… Anyway, Lawrence O’Donnell, i am happy that little “Layla” will be alright, and that President Biden will look after su mamá también (la mamá de little Layla, not the president’s mom).

“I did not come here to amuse (entertain) your family…”

https ://www .lefigaro¹ .fr /faits-divers /l-ambassade-du-japon-a-paris-met-en-garde-ses-ressortissants-apres-une-attaque-a-l-acide–20210215

Fito Páez
Circo Beat, o algo así.
MARCADOR FINAL:
PSG 4 – Barça 1

We had arrived to the Westfield Cinéma Library* only to find one of the good people who work there posting a notice on the entrance door, which informed the library-goers that a break-in had been perpetrated at that brick, glass, and mortar site and that the Westfield Cinéma Library would be closed that fucken Friday, translation: i missed a week of investigative research about this, that, “Y tu mamá también.”

So there was only one thing for me to do, and that was to return on that week’s Sunday (my next scheduled reservation) and try to Ketch-up, which i could have if only those damn library burglars hadn’t also given Jason Wood’s “The Faber book of Mexican cinema” a « home » in another section (parking space) of the library catalogue WOO’s. It took me some time to find that tome considering that it wasn’t signed-out by another library user, but by the time that I did find that dang-on Faber book of Mexican cinema, there would be no time left to get into the soundtrack of “Y tu mamá también”, hence our Stylist coverage of Gulf’s, whales, and of course the theft of pre-hispanic artifacts coordinated by French auction enterprises.

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1. To the good people of the militant 13éme the following translation was made possible using an app called “DeeMple”, or something like that:

Verbatim:
I hope that you find it in the bottom of that most perfect heart of yours (collectively speaking) but most important, in that big superior and most intelligent brain of yours, THAT I KNOW and UNDERSTAND, that Le Figaro’s color scheme is Blue. Indeed.
However, i pray that the committee, or the people in charge understand that our non-reading target here is El Paso, Texas.
That is to say, professors, that for that particular market, if i were to color the Word “Liberal » in red, the Entire STATE of Texas would short-out. Because as every good Capitalist pig knows, BLEU is the color that most resembles “the left” over there.
We ask that your leader considers this small detail at your next Junta, with Pablo Gleason and the now extinct Pro-Mexico remnants at Libération.

https ://www .independent .co .uk /news /world /americas /exas-mayor-power-outage-facebook-b1803181 .html?utm_source =reddit .com

J’espère que vous trouverez au fond de votre cœur le plus parfait (collectivement parlant), mais surtout, dans votre grand cerveau supérieur et le plus intelligent, que je SAIS et que je COMPRENDS, que la palette de couleurs du Figaro est le bleu. En effet. Cependant, je prie pour que le comité, ou les responsables, comprennent que notre cible de non-lecteurs est El Paso, au Texas.

C’est-à-dire, chers professeurs, que pour ce marché particulier, si je devais colorier le mot “libéral” en rouge, l’État du Texas tout entier serait en déficit. Car comme tout bon porc capitaliste le sait, BLEU est la couleur qui ressemble le plus à “la gauche” là-bas.

Nous demandons à votre chef d’envisager ce petit détail lors de votre prochaine junte, avec Pablo Gleason et les restes de Pro-Mexique aujourd’hui disparus à Libération.

* « We », is used here not as a pun of Öüï but as a gathering of card-carring members of what used to be called the François Truffaut Cinéma Library.

FUCK YOU: The New York Times, and your Paris correspondents, aussi

I told you so, but you could not fucking think for yourself, because you are Sciences Po, and Sciences Po is Sciences Po. Sciences Po by-the-way is what the Politécnico is to la UNAM in L’IHEAL en Ciudad Satélite.

Glad you fuckers are finally Ketching-up… you fags!

Somewhere au Mans there’s a mime shedding a tear. LOUÉ goes here. Any how, Chris Hayes, that was last night in Paris; right now, Sir, it’s 06:46 am in Hilo, Hawaii and Sir, this is the Cue that is coming your way… wait one, because the BFM’er Dee-Jay is playing La Odisea as sung by INDOCHINE.

Now it is safe and chic to Bash on France, eh!

THE death of french culture… CHECK PLEASE!!!

WHAT SAYS YOU: Le Figaro del Mundo de la Libération del Journal du Dimanche?

Over at the BFM’er dentils, the abandon daughter of JEWEL is going through her Death Metal phase; right now, the abandon daughter of JEWEL is doing a KING DIAMOND tribute because her mother Was A Witch, She Was Burned Alive… yada, yada, yada.

Yada, yada, yada, Ashley got on her horse and she is now playing Carmen Santiago de Bilbao and, SPREADING love in a Spanish ELEVATOR. Hey, it’s Valentine’s Week, motherfuckers! Anything goes, so long the object of your desire is no younger than 15-years old.

Hoy no hubo impeachment — Call me mañana

Oh, Hey Halie Jackson, so Steph lost the coin toss, eh! Why is Katy Kur looking like a hitperson? Who’s the target?

Oh, fip… you shouldn’t have. You Sentimental bitch.

Any how, non-readers, if you think that i lost my marbles, you are knot far from my canicas, and because the only crime punishable by death in France is “la calumnia”, I can guarantee you Chuck Todd that the previous post was not one of those. Ask Brontis at the Prefecture de Paris (Book One; una comedia de enredos/a funny thing happened on the way to the Forum).

The previous post was a sort of kind of shorthand version of the past ten years in France, and here is the reason why, the first time around (Book One) i EXPLICITLY INFORMED the proper authorities (French Consulate in L.A., CA 2010; Paris prefecture 2012-2015) that before the start of the 2018 Mexican Presidential Race, THAT I COULD NOT, i repeat, could not begin writing anything about my research, FOR ONE REASON, and one reason only, it’s on the prefecture’s notes (provided that Bruno, the supervisor of Stephanie Meneau, is trained in de-briefing procedures), i did not want to influence the Mexican media with what i was finding out. Por Ejemplo, PRESIDENT MACRON, if you should want to run for a second term, your Mexican counter-part (if you beat Anne Hidalgo) might very well be Professor John Mill Ackerman’s wife.

Still to come:
Young Voltaire was a fag!
According to france • info 105.5 fm

I reckon.

Now this time around, Chuck Todd, if you factor in that the MONOPRIX/Police incident investigation will not be reviewed before MARCH 2021 (according to the Paris Tribunal) and since there is a 10-year clause for residence, well… you know, i might stick a little while longer (until the MAN permits) because i really-really really like and enjoy being a fucking pariah in Paris and wondering what in the fuck that feeling of dignity feels like (anymore), but for that i first need to establish, as stated before, a trail of who i was with, way back when Mexico was a special guest in France.

It’s nothing personal. Happy Valentine’s They.

Previously on, “Un parapluie ne fait pas l’Europe”

Last Week Today.

The sountrack of Louise de Nice!

So, yeah. I wanted to give Vice-President Harris-es-es, second dose of anti-coronavirus vaccine a chance to do what it is, that the second dose of the anti-corona virus vaccine does, and besides, Madame Vice-President, i needed to give, —or rather— allow the good people at 105.5 France info, an opportunity to Ketch-up.

For context, last night during their 20h-21h transmission France info discussed the less heroic side of the Wide World of Scientific Research (grants) and among the issues on the platter was the pay-gap and yada, yada, yada —i am not a researcher, but i did get fucked by one at a holiday inn France. So with that in mind, never mind the link to that apple-pay archive, but if you do, you may start by following this WabbitHole:

https ://mobile .francetvinfo .fr /replay-radio/

P.S.: Yes, Colin Jost, radio.

On tonight’s menu:

So… peaches, y una carne asada. As a Distinguished Armor Technician i am well aware of the lore behind a can of peaches being anywhere near a 19K (Armor crewman), and boy do i have some stories about peaches and bad luck, this one is not one them stories. This one is about special effects, props, and Gabriel Figueroa, one of those “overrated” film makers of the Mexican Golden Age of cinema, according to Emmanuel Lubezki, the Greatest (photographer) Of All Time… fuck Gabriel Figueroa and his colored WaWa techniques. Eye drinks Grants for Breakfast.

— Vice-President Harris was having no’s for breakfast.
— I was drinking Grants for breakfast.
— … [A]nd in Washington, Mika is looking for a man in the U.S. Senate to take down the Republican Party, which now belongs to the Trump brand.

Peer-Reviewed stepping-stones

Oh, hey Negrita! Check it out Joy, i’m going to bring this up without getting into the personal details of this loop, and without getting into the murky side of the bureaucracy of grants, scholarships and other assorted juggernauts, so let’s start by doing some simple math. Wadda Ya’Say? Ah, heck who cares, I Have no right to be bringing this up in France, just like black people have no right to vote in some parts of Texas and other assorted U.S. states.

So, recent Rachel Maddow news reports revealed a rise in med school enrollment, you with Mí Joy? Or should i switch IT!, over to that motherfucker, Chris Hayes, WHO öüï knows, that he and his producers are Knot watching.

Context and parallels on ALL in with Chris Hayes follows.

Remember now, i ain’t no doctor but being the pressure release (literally, metaphorically, emotionally, and up until she hooked up with the National Mali Basketball team, —sexually) of a practicing one, that experience there did show me how that rat race (in the Dr. House World) will sort of like kind of looks like the plot of the “Murder on the dance floor” video of Sophie what’s her name–Baxter.

ISSY, there are ethics involved in them processes, just like in the judicial system. So yes, lawyers are also heroes. God bless lawyers and the Judges that they grow up to become…

Now about that math, first i need a motherfucking shot of Grants, and then i will be needing a motherfucking meal card, BUT FOR THE RECORD, mother of the current Vice-President of The United States of America, know that from January the 29th of 2011  to September the 26th of 2014 The ENTIRE Academic world at La Casa de la América latina en el 214 de la rue de Saint Germain-des–Press, tried their DHAAAARnd’EST to belittle, ridicule, shame, ostracize and even destroy my so-called private life, which looking back, now i now that it never was. And sweetheart let me just say that the same thing that Edward Snowden revealed about the NUDE SHOWER pictures of the wives, daughters and lovers of the subjects that they were SPYING ON, applies to You, Doctor, and me… think about it, did you really think that the Guardian at Rue Borrégo quit? C’mon—Love, he was promoted, just like Evry weasel that arrived with your Mexican (set of) friends.

And there’s that MeanStreak… just in case you wonder if Radio France International is in on the Joke. Hav’at it, Siren, you gonna organize another party like in 2016/2017? C’mon, bring in “El tumbador” it’s ok, i’ve healed and i actually like the song.

Happy Valentines They, and say hello to la “puta fea”, a mnemonic crutch that Your colleague came up with when she, her mother, and her mother’s lover her STEP-DAD joined us at the afore-mentioned residence to have Caldo de Res at 21h in CET (hey, it was HighNoon in L.A.)… but seriously, who the fuck eats “pot–au–feu” as a main dish on prime time, the Very French that’s who; during WWII the French people had a name for them, it was “NAZI collaborators”; after the war, the Resistance turned this bitches into, BALD-HEADED-Hoes, o como dicen en Cuernavaca: en putas feas.

So Mr. Hollande, Mr. Macron, “la bendita brigada « socialista » de París »”, kill me now, you are going to like The way PARIS looks without me. I guarantee it. Or you can just send NEPTUNE’s minions, either way, check the log, rolling black-out’s are happening right now (08h20h) at the Westfield FORUM des HALLES.

… In Hilo, Hawaii it’s just about PRIME TIME… TUESDAY’s Back—bitch!

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ARRIBA LOS NAZIS DE ISSY-les-Molineaux!

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And in Tampa Bay, Florida… now The World knows why the National’s call it “Football”:

There it is… 8884CFAD-43E4-42B5-8A89-47467B4FAA09 ❄️ Too cold to write right now, please stand-by for update…

Breaking The Velo… Breaking the… drome

First and TEN!

Bicycle. Bicycle. I want to ride my Bi•cy•cle… but Knot in Marseille. And if you are into Buddy Holly on the Rachel Maddow Show then make a note because this is where i am going to start to destroy a sweater and in the process weave una canasta (sin peces, because it is not one of those).

It’s Elemental, Cousin Joe… it works for the Sheeple, it Works for El Chivo, “Principe des bergers”:

https ://fr .wikipedia .org /wiki /Lemme_des_bergers

Instant Replay follows in case you missed La Cesta de mi Sexta .:. The name “shepherd’s principle” comes from the following situation: a shepherd seeing only the legs of his sheep will be able to determine the number of animals by dividing the number of legs by four… of course, theory is one thing, but try to make out the legs in one of those glorious orgies at… We interrupt this program to bring you a bulletin from La Conciergerie, where Special Envoy Chris Jansen is standing by.

Was it HydroxichloroQuine, or was it the Training French Handball siege of recent Yersterday’s? WHO knows! So let’s find out why the owners of that oval want OUT,

https ://www .washingtonpost .com /arts-entertainment /2021/02/04 /sarah-silverman-podcast-platform/?arc404=true

—JERRY! Fuera d’ay! Los velos de Arienne want out d’Occitania, or something like that.

Touchdown!

Something, something—something goes here, in French, followed by a statement issued out by the spokesperson of the French Foreign Legion, in French Guiana.

The illegitimate nephew of François Hollande (from the Melber’s Clan in Puget Sound] reports from a stranded RER wagon on the B Train to The CDG/Mitry. Preliminary eyes on that Situation can see that the PRIVATE ENERGY LOBBY, in Marseille, ruptured an ⚡️ feed at Train Station North. Donc [Key]… the illegitimate nephew of former French président, François Hollande (from the Melber Clan in the Puget Sound) will remain on the Wagon at least until 15h in Central Nato Times, which is a Class SIX tragedy, because the illegitimate nephew of former French président, François Hollande (from the Melber Clan in the Puget Sound) drinks Grants for breakfast and this is Vice-president Harris CUE to read from the cue-card:

“Yo tengo otros datos.” 🇲🇽 AFE4EFEE-78BD-4082-A066-8ADF501B4C0B .:. Eye saw The GOAT etched over digital media in on CMYK before you went to Madame Claire’s Ho House. Watch THIS Space 🔜 ⛹🏽‍♂️ Eye is going to sink a Chivohead in the hoop using an array of loops to weave a net — just FOR EWE, Cow! 🎼 “Because those new boobs just aren’t you.” NOFX most integral album on Race Relations can’t be wrong… ask any Bean.

Live from the A train… it’s weekend Edition with musical guest Johnny Laboriel.