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Rider

This Cantón Was Cancelled : Éric de Mann 🇬🇧 U… deer “French Banksy”, Éric Cantona called, Mr. Cantona wants his dark sunglasses 🕶️ back.

.    noun

1. a person who is riding or who can ride a motorcycle, por ejemplo :
“See see rider” is a movie about mules transporting marihuana inside of their iron horses (each).

Nothing to see here, —you see?

2. a condition or capricho added to something already agreed upon, like this little perla that reached Donald Trump’s bathroom in Mar-a-Lago in January of 2021 :
“one rider to the the Jeffrey Epstein deal—if Jeffrey goes down, Évry last one of you motherfuckers goes down, mister president.”

Happy Anniversaire Hélène, yo escribo porqué todo me encabrona³

Sapo Verde, Elenita… sapo verde to you.

 

³~. Y de paso, que chingue a su madre Carlos Fuentes y todo el SERVICIO EXTERIOR MEXICANO en Francia.

¡Arriva el pueblo bueno! y abajo los paisanos del sueño 🥳 estadounidense de Santa Cruz de Las Panochas (UCSC).

… so, Princess, you say you left a revolution? Well let Mí, tell Ewe—how IT! (that motherfucker) will be, there’s Maya Matin taking on the role of the Cowboy and La Kalten Portier-Back in the role of the wacky, waving, inflatable profiláctico next to JR’s “MESA de OTAY” INFLATABLE CASTLE 🏰 à Pont Neuf, Issy-next-to all of that expensive baggage contra face à La Samaritaine, and if you, doña Poni-Amor, is wondering what’s for dinner 🍽️ worry knot because youse gonna eat CARN🐏EIRO from la rue de Eliane Jeannin-Garreau en Issy-les-Moulineaux.

Get A Piece Of Your Action.

… entonces, pues, doña Poni-a-More, if I (armando segovia) was to reveal to your refugee-ass that back in 2010 Carlos told Mí to find my way to France and that he would take care of the rest you would probably tell Mí that as soon as “Los Amigos de México en Francia” got a whiff of that promise THAT THEY would do Évry thing to eviscerate me, and then CARLITOS died in CONCORDIA and everything went to Scheiße, as German-volk say.

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.