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Next Shot… Tame Impala

Previously, “On A Mexican Radio”, Manuel Valls arrived on a flying circus horse designed in Catalunya by Salvador Dalí and Jacobo Zabludovsky… « ¡Aún Hay Más! »

The Thick White Column

But first, we switch, IT!, over to Invalids where Mister Édouard Phillipe just received the Captain Louie Renault’s 2024 from the GALL of Manuel Valls for the category:

I Can’t Believe That There is Narco-business happening at the docks!

There’s a Rat in David’s House… and so, Saloomón had to visit Napoleon’s Iron DOME for the Moses Ceremony in París, France.

Any how biker³ Pau, nevermind Dalí’s Ana-ana-Boba-Nah Ana-nah-nah-nah-nah na-na nah-GRAM, here comes Patti Davis. 

Anyhow, Patti Davis, how the fuck is Ron Jr. Doing? Please be advised that Eye is “gobsmacked” and delighted that Jœ’s monkeys lined your MorJo segment with The Gipper’s birthday, one They late, anyhow. And, Patti, let the record show that little ol’I an also anti-christ and a fervent Anti-Dentite… fluoride for all!

Ladies in Gemini : Tame Impala and a truck full of Barbies.

 

Please Stand-by for a Sur°real hommage to THE RAPED VICTIMS of Israeli Prime Minister, Benjamin Netanyahu, at Invalides.

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Aquí no ha pasado nada
… starring Flore Simon, chef d’édition en AguascalientesTV

… and, Mika Brzezinski, never mind Dalí and Dr. Buen Abad, just hit Rewind to 1938.

The Ballad of Godart and Pacard — À Priori avant l’après-midi

El corrido de las Paus… AS³.

Aquí no ha pasado nada
… starring Flore Simon, chef d’édition en AguascalientesTV, as EL SALVADOR Dalí.

The first copla al cuadrado goes a little something like so:

From The Ratlines to The Rat Race… It’s Viva Las Vegas, — y’all!

 

Barbie, Barbie
Youse knot gonna believe
Whose birthday matches with Reagan’s?
That’s right, it’s Eva’s.

Carranza no tiene panza — El Sur°realismo macuspano

 

We begin in Habana, Cuba, where Nicaraguan poet Rubén Darío sought sanctuary with Camilo Cienfuegos after Mexican dictator, Porfirio Díaz (the original Cool dictator of mejicanos, —in El Salvador) snubbed Darío during the first centenary celebration of Cinco de Mayo in 1910 and so, … Rubén had no other choice than to kick Ronald Reagan’s ass after Henry Lane Wilson made fun of the French greekiness and Greek frenchiness of Don Quijote de La Mancha.

You now own this bible, and all of the parallel stories within it’s its windows. Ewe broke, IT!, you buy, IT!

 

… but first, Öüï catches up with Ambassador Jefferson at La Maison de l’Amérique latine. Eye wanted to ask the American Ambassador about his experience with the arrival of his horse and carriage to Le Havre.

Any hoot, Maud, forgive Mí if Eye takes this these loose tones with your Representative-self, it must be that Öüï, that motherfucker, is out of Schlitz, and Ewe knows that that, can only mean that Schiltz is out of Luc.

Long story shrinked, I am drawing a blank. I’ve got nothing, not Even a door.

Previously on, “I’ve been to the mountaintop”

We begin in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, where Alexis de Tocqueville just borrowed a book from International House, the building housed university students at one point in time, but nowadays it moonlights as a homeless shelter.

Once In A Life Time, “The Only Thing that can kill Ambition, is Ambition, Aussie,” Alexis de Tocqueville à Sing-Sing Radio 📻 Saint Malo, 2007.

And, Charlotte Bibring, have a nice vacation.

… any hoot, it’s a 36-hour spiel, so please stand-by for a word from Thomas Jefferson at Havre, where he was charged 100 Euros for a two block coach ride.

Meanwhile at Rikers Island, Tavo Beaumont just found out that Alexis, —that motherfucker! Was not really serious about writing about pen-pals in prison, the Coq Sucker just wanted to get a free Greyhound Pass to roam free in America sin acento.

Elmo

Alexis de Tocqueville, glorified hobo, or misunderstood vagrant?

🎶 Same As It!, Eva was.

And, Maud Gatel³… I’ve been to the mountaintop

To the Moon, Trixie… tú the moon.

It’s after midnight in Hilo, Hawaii, and over at the Sixth District of Paris, France, it’s the last half of the Eleventh hour.

The last of The Honeymooners

The Captain Louis Renault Award 2024… and Representative Gatel, it’s like I tell the good people of the bagagerie, Eye do Knot, I repeat, I do not select the Knews of the THEY! And, Öüï most certainly are not criticizing that R.S.A. that you get to touch, not Attal, dang-on-it! When I metion that coveted social aid it is to bring attention to recipients of that Euro 💶 check who used to torture and kidnap children in the land that I came here to write about, which of course as all you motherfuckers know, it’s The Mexican United States, it’s not about you. Trou 🕳️ rabbit hole of a Story that I am writing here, Trixie.

El contenido aquí incluido es un borrador. The work here is nothing more than a work in progress—a draft:

https ://www .nytimes .com/2024/01/14 /obituaries /joyce-randolph-dead

À bicyclette…

The Knew Labo d’Edition.

It’s a special edition of the Martin Luther King Junior they, and what a way to start the week because earlier this morning in Central Europe Time I had an opportunity to ask one of the members of the French Assembly’s Committee on Foreign Affairs and Conseillère de Paris, Maud Gatel, what is the most pressing present danger to the French Republic from abroad, her response, after a bowl of tripes à la mode Catalana with habanero peppers.

Carpe Diem, Reverend Al, carpe diem… and nevermind Homer, here comes Horace and his accusative*: dies. 

Let’s fext, and then if Marianne so wishes, Öüï shall dance 🧑‍🎤.

*~. Diem

And, Pablo Torre, don’t think, BLURT, you sumVaBeach… congratulations to the Detroit Lions.

… anyhow, Maud, The Rams lost, Detroit won, which is to say that the original draft was never supposed to be written for a European crowd, so pay no attention to the chingaderas mention within, y sin embargo the first thing that you should know is “six degrees of Kevin Bacon,” a grasp for Venn Diagrams and, a 36-hour day clock that follows the Sun from Paris, France, to Hilo, Hawaii-USA. So, keep in mind that this is just a blog, the whole blog, and nuttin’ but da’Blog.

El chavo del radiador número 8

Context for Jean-Baptiste en Bruselas follows. Thanks for the help.