It’s A.M. Joy, and this is an early edition of an InterMission, SILENZIO!
Hoy no hubo fip… Goodbye to you too, Siren.
Fuck that other anniversary, it’s Billie’s Centennial and John Denver’s Birthday… y cómo dijo Pavarotti: yo soy El Que Pone Las Caguamas, en Venezia, –Of course:
Efemérides
12 de octubre
Un día como, Oye
in MY Rear view mirror, photo courtesy of El 1er Ayuntamiento (de Veinte) en París, Francia… en Venezia.
– note to EDitors, this week’s PIN is The New Domino’s Pizza special for TAKE–OUT:
That’s a wrap. Louvre street gallery. Frame is courtesy of Nicolas Henry et Whitecolor Productions… Oye Negrita, one cannot, öüï repeat, one cannot make this scenario up.
The Kurdish burrito, some call it a wrap, others (like el IS o Abu Bakr al-Baghdadi) say it’s an actual platter.
Fuck your Stanglehold, sincerely, Kurdish Burritos à La Porte de Saint-Denis… Oh, hey there Black Spy, nice to C you. Long Time No C.
El General Envuelto* follows, here mí out, A.M.Joy… it’s made for a SDNY movie, or something like that.
… or SOMETHING like that, punto y Let It Bee! Maaaaaan !
“You never gave Mí your Money…” you, only gave mí your funny “ViSa” papers, punto y ven y JÁLALE, aquí en el Perímetro.
For the Record:
The IMS (Mexican Institute of Sound) in his B.E.S.T. « barquito musical » wished that he had the RubberFunking elasticity of this most non Consequential tribute… y de paso, desde Juaritos y El Chuco:
Que Chingue A Su MadreAlejandro TOPOrowski.
Oh, the humanity… the arrogance of the French, at an opera venue, of all places, what’s next, Monterey Jazz Festival à Nuevo Lyon, Francia? And then what? A motherfucking show about Doctors!?
… text follows after La Carga, God-damned French just invented Cali, o ALGO así. La cosa es de que hasta el chingado Limón de Merengue pusieron en el menu del aperitivo de l’Opera nacional de fip.
Upon hearing of the passing of former French President, Jacques Chirac, the replacement U.S. President, Michael “Dick” Pence, quickly dressed up as Marylin Monroe and sang “Thank God I Am A Country Boy” as a gesture of Goodwill on such a momentous occasion.
32 Degrees of The Dark Horse and a Country Boy .:. https :// i.pinimg .com/736x/d0/9e/bd/d09ebdc2cc408129512bdf37f6b240c2–george-harrison-cowboy-hats .jpg
The ARTIST “JR” dedicated a métissememento for the occasion, and French Chef Marc Veyrat, who just got FUCKED by the MICHELIN MAN, prepared a CHEDDAR souffle to send the ex French President in “True” SAVOYARD Style, because, PURPLE PUNDIT, Chirac told your Cowboy boss to stay OUT OF IRAQ… ‘member that memorable speech by de Villepin?
… today’s segment of ABBY’s imagination is being brought to you by the color PURPLE, —of course:
TRACK 9 Abbey Road, before The End, and of course, “God Save The Queen’s” belly full of Wine.
Coming up in the programming, Bulls on Parade, con las SeVillanas de Sam Stein, the ugliest Mexican en la cuadrilla. —•!•— …[O]ver on the Disney/Miramax Channel, it’s Four non-Blondes and their One Hitter, “Everybody Gknew”. •¡• fip over to the Quentin Tarantino Channel an it’s another edition of “No Service for Viejos feos“, starring Vicente Fox, in this episode, el siempre divertido, “VIEJO LESBIANO” protects the waters of “El Rey”, para USO EXCLUSIVO de sus benditos potrillos. }—~~~\,,,*>Deer, mr. “Last Word”, beefour “The Eleventh Hour”, just before MidNite: PLEASE BEE ADVISED that “El Soplapitos was not watching The Rachel Maddow Show, however, Eye was.
Oración a los Saint–Ignatius de los WaPos, las WaPas y, por supuesto los soplapitos and early-warning AGUAS GÜEY de todos nuestros benditos imperios del Concejo Mundial de La Lucha Libre en el pancracio del Nuevo desOrden global…
… [A]nd for the record, Camilo Cienfuegos just granted a walk to FOist to Mme. Lagarde, y los técnicos de ayer head on over to Second, where Madge tag-teams Cindy Lauper who just happened to be “bopin” along with The Go-Gos on FOist with a “pinball wizard”, or something like that, and while that Circus–Circus spectacle develops, Justice Sotomayor steps up to the plate… y en las ondas del Sena en parís, La Comadre letty sigue de armada, insistiendo; pero no, comadre lety, el corazón de Camilo le pertenece a Susana sin sus sepultureros, period
Europeean Vacation at The Poles, with Rusty Griswäld. •|• From d’ASource: Ema’s Bleues and Amandine Henry at Quinze heures PARIS trente; Rue de Caire et Blvd. Sebastopol (75002) AZUR, of course, by the motherfucking “Queenie”, Clearance C.O.D.E. W2019E60179, en DIAGONAL à LES COMPUTER GRRRLS, who happen to bee En F.A.C.E. à Square ÉMILE–CHAU(d)TEMPS, 1858 et, “dessiné à la française”, es decir, “como un Espacio Verde”.
—– M.O.O.R.E —–
Dear, Trevor Noah:
Pole Positions
Meet, La Semana que Phillipe Labró, c’est G.R.A.T.W.E.E.T. motherfucker, which in the language of Armando Álvarez, playing the role of the legendary Sunday Driver in the K.E.Y. of “El corrido de Bobby O’Rourke », means, “¡De A Grapa, Güey! ».
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Welcome, to another edition of JEOPARDY, with your host, Alejandro Trebeck.
Hennything can happen tonite… with your host: The Ladies Man, V.s.O.P.
We [the staff] join the Circuit,
already in Progress.
[Voz de Charolastra
modulada por un butt-plug]
— It’s another Daily Double*, for 1000 Dollars, and a fist-full of Heidi… up Magic Mike Pence’s Ass:
Who is Driving through El Diagonal de las Reformas del presidente Emmanuel Macron, on page 6 of “the” CNewsMatinPlusHoBO?
… [P]reviously on: Appendix i — Travaux Patrimoniaux Cahier: El hallazgo del dinamismo circumflexado
en la troisiéme âge de un tal Voltaire. Ícono: San Fulberto de la unidades de quemados Ocasión: 1954, Los franceses inventan el I.V.A. para los franceses;
1970, Yoko Ono broke Sir Paul’s pussy and then, when the
other three members of the “Fab Four” were busy playing
grab-ass, the one only known as, “@therealpaulmaca” broke a fucking
glass. Yes he did. Indeed, he did; 2019, « Mazel Tov… pero a l’envers » en Israel.
Once again, we [the official team] inform the non–readers of this most inconsequential blog, that we will no longer be posting any non–existent interaction with the news of the day. In any case, or sarcophagus, on page 139 and The empire of los jeroglíficos, with your host, doctor Champollion Bonaparte.
In the afterlife, The King’s first gig was that of a supermarket meat-cutter, his favorite part of the day was hearing about all the stories that claimed that he was still alive and seen at a truck-stop or at a pastry shop, coincidentally during those years Elvis enjoyed sitting at his throne, during his cigarette and lunch breaks —of course— to read all about his tabloid legacy on the fine pages of the National Enquirer et. al…. Ewe Know: the original Fake News.
Of course Ewe’all know that it was the French who invented, Detriot… of course. Rue Rivoli, 17 de agosto, 2018. TimeNow: 18h45 in CET…
TimeStamp: 16h45
in Central Siren Time
…we’re back!!!
As the years and technologies went by Elvis grew tired of the “clean-up on aisle one” announcements and the ever present ‘roll-back’ smiley faces of the new owners of the mom-and-pop supermarket that he was assigned to spend eternity at; a company by the name of Sam’s, or Walmart, or something like that arrived.
_ the announcement made the cut for the programming on account of the upcoming death anniversary of The King of rock–and–roll, and so this is where August 16th comes in. Just the facts for a Friday night, Ma’am.
Still, even with all of the pull, and all of the power that being the King of motherfucking rock and roll might have afforded Elvis Aaron Presley, he still had to put up with all of the red-tape involved in permits, not to mention, the Rite of Passages involved in every trade.
For instance, Elvis original request to cut the strings from the supermarket industry was in the mid 1980’s after he had requested a spot in the trucking trade, but Hell, he was told, was not a place to enjoy your previous passions, King or Not!
It wasn’t until the arrival of peer-to-peer enterprises that The King saw an opportunity to dump the supermarket scene and venture into the ride-sharing transportation networks that began to sprout at the turn of the first decade of the second millennium, After Baby Jesus was born, —of course.
Yesterday, August 16 of 2018 A.D., Elvis had a break when he was asked if he still had that Pink Cadillac in working order and if he was willing to take a ride on the Freeway of Love and chauffeur THE QUEEN OF SOUL… some guy named Otis Redding was footing the bill.
TimeStamp: Sweet Home Chicago on Central Siren Time, with a reminder that an “American Idiot” is still in charge.
Dear, white supremacist… remember Mr. Owens? Of course you don’t, they (the Alex Jones’) don’t teach you that in IDIOT SCHOOL.
Coming up:
Eddie Glaude tells/reminds us something that the Charlottesville Nazis hate to remember from the BERLIN OLYMPICS of 1936…
Stick Around, Hitler on Ice — follows.
… the following must be read in an “inner” Donald Trump, voice: dear, self, Ewe know what would be a great idea? Eye mean, a wonderful idea, —a terrific idea?… Dallas. I should follow up on J.F.K. “space” legacy by holding a rally in DALLAS. Yes, DALLAS. I’ll have an open limo ride in Dallas. It will be great! Me and Melania by my side. Yes, DALLAS. What a wonderful idea.
… anygüey, today we [the staff] learned that the Trump administration and, the love childof Hans Gruber (Alan Rickman [r.i.p.]) and John Mill Ackerman are under preassure. We [the staff] have a feeling that this is going to be one sizzling August… context will continue to develop—or not! Stay Tuned.
The pundit was a catcher… now, THAT, Rachel (darling) is one hell of catcher’s mitt you got there, why–EYE–see that you’se developing a sixth finger between the Thumb and the Index on that piano playing hand of yours… anygüey, love your show, i don’t care what TOSH point Oh says about your delivery style.
… anygüey, right now it’s the Eleventh p.m. Hour on the Eastern Standard Time. Here on the Central Europe Time is 05h20.
Coming up on the Kavanaughs Files: the torture docs.
23 is the magic number for impeachement… according to Ms. Pettypiece, a Bloomberg source, probably from the 27th Congresional District of New York, —or not.
Two of Us.
Sources, and Ms. Pettypiece, follows.
TimeStamp: 06h00 in CET.
