Category Archives: Efemérides

¿Te acuerdas de aquella vez que nos platicaron de aquel tema que pasó, en un día como hoy?

The Gall! Melania Taravantia… The Gall

Up Next : The King of Pop… i’ll take places you ain’t never been, except for Paul 🎹.

 

I can’t belive that Samuel Ollivier turned baby France into an agressive mullet-sporting Chihuahua, the gall Mélanie… It’s a cute little bitch though, i’ll give Sylviane Hawanini³ that ; that’s a hell of a shirt that you’re wearing, it goes real well with that Shepherd 🐕‍🦺

Cualquier parecido con la gobernadora Maru Campos es mera coincidencia : The Gall, Chihuahua… the gall !!!

… and, Donnie Deutsch, fuck Ewe tú.

³~. With a name like that, you know should be glad.

Hoy por ser 10 de mayo : chinguen a su madre los hijos de Israel. BOYCOTT, spurn, snub, bar, ban, VETO 🇮🇱 this fucking rag and all-of its products ; starting with those rubbery agua 🥑 cates that never mature… 3000 +/- years and Ewe motherfuckers are still the petulant children of a nomadic tribe.

🎶 Five Through The Nose, 💸 bold and daring.

 

Temporada de fresas… à volonté.

The choice of a daft generation.

 

Up next, Die Toten Hosen, les chemisiers laids et les chemises brodées

Europa Thrift Store 🇪🇺

No Controles Mis Vestidos — FLANS vía Nacho’s armario.

 

This is a song about your fucking rags

Meanwhile in the District of Columbia, “We The People” of the United States of 🌎 América must be getting dafter and dafter by the DAY ; currently at nº 71 (at the Straight of Hormuz) and counting, on account that our president, a compulsive lying-cheating-fraudster with close ties to what is now referred to as « the Epstein Class » wants to divert all reflectors from a recently release suicide note, penned by his rape-wingman Jeffrey ‘fucking’ Epstein with the tale of great extraterrestrials. A distraction really, but let’s see what Jackie Alemany is going to wear to-they on her little “She in?” show.

The Day The Fascists Lost. Donald Trump is the new Reich.

 

Victory in Europe Day…

Don’t look here 🛸 or Kash Patel will abduct you.

Issy-Japan-Rags followed Behind The Sun.

Los Invasores de Nuevo León Celebran A Los Cuates de Sinaloa en París, Francia

¡morena-francia y Georgina Moreno invitan!

Tailor-fitted Fuero for THE FRACKINGLY INSANE in fRANCE.

🚂… Ja, ja-ay
¡Y échele, mis Rieleros!
¡Qué bárbaros!
Pos, ¿qué no?
¡Claro que sí!,

Raphaël Morán alterna con “LOS TERRIBLES del FRACKING”.

… mention the name VILMA FUENTES de La Jornada y reciban una Buchanan’s Buchona de Nicolas.

6 FACTS ABOUT BUCHANAN’S THAT YOU DIDN’T KNOW

 

1. En Europa no hay buchonas… Buchanan’s brand is not sold at “corner stores” East of The Atlantic.

Puro Corazón 🤠

 

2. Contrary to what “los amigos de Jorge Harmodio en la –ñ–”, or même the “chicanos de Évry en Paris-Saclay” might spew out from the hollow “buches” of the French coq that they-so-love to choke on… the slang terminology “buchon/buchona” is not related to the clothes and accessories that los “Chalinillos³” de David Guetta wear when they are striking poses and drinking Buchanan’s for the sake of France.

 

3. “Y como el viejo decía : si los Brandys se hicieran fácilmente, cualquiera…” se mofaría de Steinbeck’s “Grapes of Wrath” and the PHYLLOXERA PLAGUE, which like ANTHRAX, obliterated Louis Pasteur at Howard Johnson’s Ice Cream Parlor in Rockridge.

 

4.

The Right Answer.

 

5. Yada

… Single Malt, porfis.

 

6. Yada 🥃

1 de mayo 1886 —

I’ll have what Hughie Campbell’s mom is having.

It’s morning in Chicago

Nancy Reagan in Seattle. A rom-com from the producers of “Trickle-down Orgasm”.

 

La Corrida

 

Aguas!

Chicago, IL._ To celebrate May Day, Ali Vitali went fishing, and she doesn’t even have a pole 🎣, Jacqueline Alemany on the other set, is playing pool with sharks, and she doesn’t even own a cue.

Let Mí guess, an 8-day extension?

 

8-hr work day, c’mon Joe Scarborough (you son of a bitch!) pick it up, a 4-hr show is for “communists”. I bet that your golden parachute includes a “Pint A Day”.

Mark my words, Joey, one day the Voting Rights Act of 1964 will be as irrelevant as International Workers Day in L.A..

Sprechen sie Spanglish, or just Franglish… bitch la’da’da

In local Knews:

https ://www .radiofrance .fr /club-jazzafip-du-jeudi-23-avril-2026

I love you Marjolaine Portier-Kaltenbach, but you are bringing my Castellano down.

🃏

The Sun came up to They, but nobody seemed to notice, etcetera, etcetera, etc…

La Aitch es puta, aka The Charleston, but that’s only because she’s from the South, Caroline !!!

América : Speak to Mí in Spanish.

Oh, Eye can tell that this is going to be a good Zhou!.. never mind the good life ; one has to be a Clochard for that 🎹

 But first, the comic strip : etcetera, etcetera, etc…

Talk to me Marjo, on adore Luc, mais on passe notre tour, now let’s go to the Kitchen and meet Miss Behave.

It’s a wonderful Lie.

En fin, Susana Poveda, je n’aurais jamais pensé m’adresser à toi en jazz-Spick, mais nous y voilà, eh!?… O algo así.

Let’s break it down : by the numbers

1. The Sea, you see

2. La mort es amor (but only in Xochimilco)

and 3. Three is offset

Like Öüï been telling Ewe all, Eye neither selects the content, nor the toys ; i only install the batteries… and i sure as shit ain’t responsible for all of the steamy Windows 🪟.

 

Any 🦉 hoot, if Club Jazz en FIP was ever going to sound like a 1980’s porno film 🎥 tonight is the night you two³.

Microsoft and Meta announce large staff reductions as they spend big on AI

³~. In case you tú, are reading… these are my credentials : Octave up, in Birdland

¡Ay, Chihuahua! — Entre dos Embassies

https ://www .swissinfo .ch /mueren-cuatro-funcionarios-de-méxico-y-ee.uu.-en-accidente-vial-en-chihuahua

Hoy no hubo noticias.

 

When it comes to kitchen table issues, viewers should pay attention when the NBCs identifies mercenaries as “embassy 🦚 staffers”. If, and only if, you as a viewer should encounter this blatant euphemism, then you know that Wine and Burger are contra-style objectives and that, that’s what’s for dinner.

And Katty Kay, have you ever camped out in Chihuahua?

 

Ahora con información suiza, because it’s full of holes 🧀 🐭

International Rarámuri Earth Day

Picasso’s Christ… como la lucha libre es pura pantomima

Behold! The Christ rode a horse… but then again, his “dad” up in heaven was a complete ass 🫏

C’est qui analyse Harvey Cox dans La Fête des fous : Tel le clown de la parade du cirque, il [le Christ] fait la satire de l’autorité existante, traversant la ville sur sa monture, entouré d’un cortège de roi, lui qui n’a nul pouvoir sur terre […] il est crucifié au millieu de ricanements et de sarcasmes, surmonté d’un écriteau qui raille ses risibles prétentions.

Pierron, A. « Dictionnaire de la langue du cirque », p. 167 under CLOWN.  Stock Éditions 2003.

Steve McQueen and Dustin Hoffman are in a bar, hilarity ensues when “the one and only Billy Shears” strolls in and very casually said : Cheers 🥂.

 

Now it’s time for Green Tea at The Marjomorning Kaltenknew-Bach Show on account of the master’s inability to drink with Paul.

En fin :

This is what Harvey Cox analyzes in “The Feast of The Fools” : like the clown in a circus parade, he [Christ] satirizes the existing authority, riding through the city 🎩 on his mount, surrounded by a royal procession, he who has no power on earth […] he is crucified amid snickers and sarcasm, with a sign above him mocking his laughable pretensions.

ibid.

Entonces, Marjolaine… i want to get high, what’s says Ewe?

This is Knot a love Song

Objects in mirror are closer than they appear

Objects in mirror are closer than they appear, and this is just another Time-delayed cutline from the sundown on La Seine, over at Nato headquarters, Évry body went to bed wondering if the World was going to witness the Decline of Western Civilization on the same day that humanity (for the very first time) saw a picture of planet Earth eclipsing the Sun as viewed from 4000 km from the Dark Side of The Moon.

 

In local news, it’s 11h in CET on the day that Paul McCartney learned that Pablo Picasso died, Issy-it’s-1973 and in 2026 the world can drink to Donald John Trump chickening down on collapsing the United States (in América) into ignominy.

… over at Times Square, Donnie Deutsch is at it again, the advertising guru is eating children again, —it’s what Donnie’s clan do, they eat children, but at least he is no trafficking children for the very rich, like Jeffrey Epstein (in his heyday) did for The Trump brand, eh.

 

Thanks for chickening-out (again) mister president and pissing on the fire that you 🤯 started yourself.

Porn and politics

… ✈️ Shockingly, over in Durango :

Men ‘mock’ the devil this Holy Saturday by dressing as women

It’s the Status Quo, and not an Eminence Front.

 

… and, Eddie Gloude Jr., in case you missed it, is Epstein even a thing now? Child care is not, but now that politics angle is keeping the Voto Latino crowd up at night, all that’s left is Victorian porn on the BBC.

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En Hilo, Hawaii it’s still SÁBADO DE GLORIA and a fake ICE agent got what EVERY MOTHERFUCKING ICE agent deserves from an angry mob³. In Washington, Jeffrey Epstein reminds the U.N. that Donald John Trump is a false Easter egg.

³~.https ://www .elsiglodetorreon .com .mx /hombres-se-burlan-del-diablo-en-este-sabado-de-gloria-vistiendo-de-mujer

Bone Spurs Messiah

 

And no nigga… drink some water, don’t cough

What’d Eye said! — God knows it’s TROU 🕳️

 

Oh, Kay… Molly, now that Öüï is back from the time-lag between the Night of The Living Daylight Saving Times, Eye can proceed to show you FranceTV séance on The Seine 👓  

Future-seeing Spectacles ; Book IV, when the Jews fight on the side of Goliath and the Pykie choose a bloke by the name of David in Birmingham during the Roaring 20’s.

 

Time Now is 09hxx in CET and Three in the Mo’ning across The Atlantic in all EST timepieces, including the Nuclear Doomsday Clock.

But first secondly, watcha got fo’ Mí, Molly Chong-Jung, Öüï’s gonna play a game, of a game, of a game 🎯 and then some.

Let’s dance 🩰 Eye knows this fellow who prepares great ‘chicanadas’ out of scraps.

 

But seriously, Molly, why do you decide to go with the Panzer look? And stop, crossing your arms or Ay! Will love to blow #Em off.

Ask Jackie to transliterate the onomatopoeia on the scene. Eugene, youse off the hook, nigga, drink a beer and then whatever floats your 🪮 afro…

We’re Americans… it says so on the récépissé de Marianne ; Eye said Öüï was comming from Paris, but Mí is not French.

and, Molly, that’s what Ewe gets for sitting on Capehart’s 40 mules and a chair, or something like that, but yes, —agency.