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Les doléances de Doliprane — Adventures in Trans-literation

The ⚽ Dream ⚽ is ⚽ Over, Cousin Joe. The Dream is Over. Paris S-G obliterated the beatles in their own cave, but don’t worry Cousin Joe, we will always have BARCELONNETTE, y El Puerto de Liverpool en El Zócalo de Sheinbaum… look it up Cousin Joe, look it up and then take your Shoe👟Shine Box to Sanborns🦉🦉🦉 but don’t you step on Cousin Joe’s preppy toe-jam’d loafers³, infection is sure to follow.

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Côte d’Or Jordan’s Basket Case. First, world problems en BREF.

³~. More on Joe’s Spores and The Sexual Fungi Band after a word from our sponsors.

Welcome, to another edition of Adventures in Transliteration and in-Ter-pret-ey—shion, but first!

It’s Your Life, Psycho.
followed by
Le Face-Á–Face
🪶
chez Léopards

Most French people think that they have a sense of humor, en “Bref” they find « The Triomphe de Will » a tragedy.

You Mean Mika, like ella in New York or like Jordan’s Dirty Baskets at BFMTV?

Any 🦉 hoot, some say that “you never trust a big butt and a Smile”… but speaking of similes, If, you practice what Freud preached, and you can’t cover your mark of Cain with your sleeves, —you might be a Redneck; or a freak. In any case or escenario, “don’t worry, be happy ». Du-duh-DHOO-Du-Duh —dude_two-doux-do-do.

And, Eye quotes, “Do—dew-Dududu.

Today’s synchronicity is brought to you by the UU dolls via http and the internets.

Happy Warriors needed in upcoming Crusade, The year is … 1088 C.E. and Terry Jones is in Rome to witness the start of Pope Urban nº2 controversial Bull Proposal during THE CONCLAVE regarding Project 2025, unofficially called in that epoch by consensus:

The Crusades

If not for Julius, do it for ROME, because Roma, Roma es Amor.

Mad about how The French taunted the English in Liverpool? Don’t depress join The Crusades!!! Leave your happy worries in Penny Lane and kill Arabs while staying in Luxury Gaza at a Trump Hotel Casino and Resort.

Dragonfly in the sand, Ewe knows how Öüï feel

Fellin’ Güd?

I Am Music or simply the common denominator, period*

Very well, youse on the right track because the first Rhule of the “Nettoyage de Primavera in Advance Qu-lub” is to get stoned. And to get a whiff of what’s happening at le jardin de Eliane Jeannin-Garreau en La Porte de Versailles Öüï switches it over to pretty-in-pink Muñoz who’s already higher than Robert PLANT’S notes on the alternate take of Zepp’s “BIGLY³” hit 🎯

Le Divan du Sarah — Harlot Extraordinaire… Ja, ja, ja, — laughter, the best medicine.

³~. Babe I’m Gonna Leave You, rare alternate take.

And in Paris, France, even as Caro Mugnoz gardens 🌺 her way to a new Farm in Europe, —it’s chickens!!! €hikens who’ve had their plumes plucked the most and now, NOW Alicia Menendez, the little presse-shop of HORRORS is changing the Λóγος at the little shop of CANCER horrors.

Calle de Las Dos Bolas, en face à Le Benjamin.

Caro won’t have any of, IT!, instead that hoe (the tool not the gardener) is a pret•ty good candidate to be turned into a PLUMA; co•incidentally le Stylo en Inglés some say, is better than the Sickle and the Sword. Öüï wouldn’t know, the Plan at the divan de France was scrapped for some movie award 🪆 doorstop.

Right now, Paris (fr) is playing better Country music than them cunts in Nashville

And, George Cluny… don’t lie 🤥 motherfucker! Don’t you go into that Jardin commercial de Nice to hide from the MESS that your KENTUCKY WINDAGE calculations caused in the U.S. Election. You sir might be from Kentucky and even hold a Kentucky colonelship from Lynchburg (TN) but you SIR are no motherfucking TANKER.

Palo Mazo !!!

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You sir know jack-shit about SIGHT ADJUSTMENT and PIVOTING at the same time while traveling up-slope at 60 mph (on TRACK) and ACTUALLY knocking yer’Target 👇 at Churchill’s DOWns—baby.

🐔

Nos fuimos juntos a volar 🪂…

 

It’s 12h00 in C.E.T. and the 1st of the month AIR RAID Sirens in France have never sounded so relevant, like an Oracle really, but it’s Way To Early for Classic Rock, —baby.

Meanwhile at the economy class of Abu Dhabi, the Bani Yas Band is going on tour with THE FOSSILE DUNES, the new troupe of Mika Brzezinski in The Middle East.

Boresighting procedures … don’t forget to clear the exhaust hoes from the Bore-evacuator before attempting to anticipate the hit.

We caught up with Mika at The Panama Canal because Katty Kay was not available at that time. Long story-short, Mika came up with her new troupe’s nomenclature during a The Rolling Stones concert, “it was like [a] Revelation” said the Morning Joe hostess. 

Los Rolling Stones son exactamente como los pintan.

Them Stones are exactly³ what Mick, Keith and, Woody look like when not on tour.

Elise Jordania

Bass player for The Fossil Dunes.

³~. At the time Elise Jordania was loaded up on mescaline, so tourists beware.

And, Oh Holy Static Stone 🪨…. Phat Bastard just ate Marjolaine Kalten-Portier Bach… and Deer Max:

The harroWING take of how Nancy sampled The Beastie Boys in at her son’s junior hall ball. And then she had a heart attack and the Beastie Boys went skateboarding.

 

A Nora no, ahora es lunes knot Trump Taco Tus Theys

“O.K., mister president, Öüï has a Sunny Side Up pair and a little poker that could in his Arsenal.”

Fire, tú adjust and fire-fire—H.E.A.T.

Chew on that while Eye gets the body lotion 🧴Front vS Front. Just relax and enjoy the god’s gift to Sarah and come as Eye tries to make Ewe, —laugh.

Nobody Expects The Spanish Inquisition, no body, except the pope maybe in Rome.

…

La Fonda de Jane — Tacos, tortas y, por su puesto ta’ males

Gene Fonda vS Jane Hackman

So, a Fonda before Öüï starts is a sort of establishmsnt established kitchen where Quesadillas sin Queso are sold and, just so Ewe knows, everything else on the menu is home-fresh.

A fonda, by the güey, —especially for French fans of hip taquerías— is not a taquería so don’t you fucking go into a Fonda and ask for “tacos”, especially if you sound like youse from Grenible, GRE°noble because you could get killed for that and get turned into moronga, but that’s on another chapter, right now Öûï is craving some tacos so this is how you would safely be able to order tacos and get away with it, it’s simple, at a fonda todos los TACOS son FLAUTAS  issy, todos los Gatos pardos, Aussie.

Now then, in walks in Jane Hackman into Gene’s Fonda, sits at a table overlooking the plaza de armas and orders a Latte. Hilarity ensues when Jane descends from the Chinese Howitzer version of boom 💥 and proceeds to smack Hackman in the back of the head, Bam!!!

— No Latte Here, solo Jarro-Café! Said, Gene Fonda as she pointed her snatch-scratching index to a sign that read:

No Lattes here, puro café de olla en jarrito de barro tradicional, if you want to Latte your morning with SEA-TAC espressos cross the street to the Hard Rock Cafe, because this here, this here es un  Ja-rro—Café, not Planet “fucking” Hollywood or a Donald trump “Florida style brasserie”.

 

Intermission — Eye don’t practice Santería

Baseball. It’s a thriller about Nicolle’s sancho…

… and, regardless of the so-called “grass-roots” or gosh-oh mighty fictional The NYT jazz investigative reporter —on Deadline and in opposition— I don’t bother with “fictional” Maddows on the Donald Trump Show.

Just the facts “ReBelDe”, just the facts LaDy³.

De noche todos los gatos son pardos… Still to come, SCHOOL CLOSURES, —permanently. Fermé la farm.

³~. Pronounced, ladie, KNOT lady, —señora.

For the fondo:

For Greater Glory : Christ Troopers of KASH.

It might not be a fully-extended « Sieg Heil”, but your VIVA MÉXICO mouvement is very “SuperSport,” —trooper.

Storm is coming … You Can’t Judge A Nazi by his twisted 🥨 cross or a Yankee by his beard

Rape — Murder follows.

Any 🦉 hoot, Molly Jong-Fast… if that’s even your real make-up, now you want to work on “messaging”, how Madison Avenue of Ewe… message this,  ”bacon, Lettuce and, don’t forget the To*Mató.”

You Can’t Always Get What Ewe wants.

And don’t forget to smile. The Automated Ball/Strike System is watching you.

And The Mother Tounge Goes Here… En La Madre, Molly Jong-Fast! En la madre, The Dictator tried to throw a Knuckleball but the pitch got lost in Translation and the Knuckler turned into a Papillon 🦋 that floats like a knuckleball but stings like a revolutionary B.

 

🦋~. https ://fr .wikipedia .org /⚾_papillon

“M” stands for the New York Yankees suck. Period. Full Grown Beards. Fidel Castro wants his number back… BADUM 🥁 TISCH 💋. Goooooo, Dodgers.

 

Hey, let’s go al PMU 🐎⚽🃏

What in the world is Paul McCartney doing to They?

Nailed The Lunula On That Matrix, oeN 💅

— Who cares, let’s go to Mexico.

Eye dig news… don’t mind the 🍏 maggots—bite The Big 🍎 Apple.

But, comme d’habitude, SINatRA begins in Washington, where Nicole Wallace is having her own Saturday Night Massacre at the U.S. Justice Department and the U.S. Marshalls they don’t care because in the newest continent of Em# all, it’s the return of The Black Shirts and the motherfuckers are all wearing WHITE in Shining armor, and if you know who “Johnny” is, then sit back and enjoy 50 years of National Lampoon’s orchestrated by a tyrannical Jew who prefers to be called LORD, —rather than Sir.

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I’m Sirius, and you’re Knot.

 

Oh lawdy lawd! Excellent choice Ms. Gay

Note to Eddie Gloude II:

Pennies From Heaven or how I made an early start making sure not to be late and been UP so long it ALL looks DOWN to Mí… You’re gonna like the way you look in the morning from The Night Before.

 

For today’s segment context, Peofessor at Princeton, Eddie (son of) Gloude is on political hiatus, who can blame him, the Department of Defense just turned back the clock to Tuskegee Airmen times. In the meanwhile, as New Jersey succumbs to A.I., Professor Gloude is going to…

Nigga’ Plz… The Freedom of ’76 has already been WEENed out, ask that bald guy from L.A. (now from Brooklyn) so piss up a rope, if you can’t guess the Track.

I’m Still Here, AUSSIE. Eight Days A Week.

Play ball! Let the Filipino boy enter the Diamond and let The Catcher eat cake. For the record, “yesterday’s” section in Translation and Interpretation featured a false friend that moonlights… as a calc, —Aussie! As a CALC!!!

It’s True History and Grocery Shoping and for that you have to break down “los mandados”, as in:

El güey que le hace los mandados a Trump, Pete Hegseth.

Introduction to Venn Diagrams 101 or how Donald Trump got punked by a stonger child next to the Resolution Chop-block.

 

Yes, Terry, but it takes tú, to polka. I reckon that the last time that Uncle Sam sent aeroplanos to La Sierra Madre, Bob Dylan’s gramPaw was taking over The Watchtower with Pancho Villa and… Eek-a-Mouse was eating burritos con El Centauro en Tijuana on his way to I-95. Look it up, it’s the soundtrack to Bullfight Tickets to “the shady side”.

Or, you could just catch a Paul McCartney dive concert for $50 quids at Hell’s Kitchen but, Mara Gay, you better hurry ‘cus it’s going FAST.