In Local News… exit through the Elevators

At 18h20 in CET Iran releases hostage in exchange for a Persian scientist.

Coming up in Masterpiece Toones

Coming up in Masterpiece Toons .:. E698E192-95BC-4EBA-AC9C-96C83ECACF6A •|~ The Day The Earth Stood Stupid — Scene One, where Lila (Leela) sows her oaths with QUIQUEG (and yes, ZEPPELIN GOES HERE). Order the Audio Version of this classic, read by John Winston Lennon.

Meanwhile at The Westfield Shopping Mall in Paris, 75001, holiday shoppers are on lock-down as a National Movement passes by… just the facts and please don’t shoot the messenger… métro and RER corridors are also shutdown. Lines are forming at the elevators exits, holiday shoppers seem exasperated, however if any of them would read this most non-consequential blog them holiday shoppers would know that the Saint-Eustache exit is wide open.

The Saint–Eustache exit by-the-way is smacked right in the middle of the shopping mall, this is to say, in order for shoppers to get to ANY elevator exit, holiday shoppers must pass by the Saint-Eustache exit. French Logic, like short people have no reason. Again, please don’t shoot, or kick the messenger out of Les Halles, ‘cusit’s cold outside“.

18h41 Mairie du 1er…
Menu:
—Celeri Remoulade
Paupiette de poulet pommes de terre persil
—Doughnut sans trou (chabacano fillin‘)
—EDAM de Holland

19h45 Ne me quitte pas (on Blues harp)

Bright blue lights that would otherwise make for a nice complement to the bottlenecked corridor that is the Right Bank stretch from The Théâtre du Châtelet all the way to the The Louvre are exasperating “An American in Paris” ticket holders.

Fucking Flamencos:

Love this guy

Love this cat, but he did diss Route 66 here in Paris while at the Siren Den.:.FE2125E9-70BE-47B9-A192-A11A4A46B4BF •|• Watch yo’ass Jon, watch yo’ass, San Brdo. is gonna git’cha!

In Fip Siren News. Jon (Route 66 denier*) SScofield is on the Seine waves… Comadre Letty, if you are going to break ranks to bring us the Jazz do you really really REALLY need to spin that cat?

Ladies in Gemini, at 20h03 in Central Siren Thymes  in Rennes, Jon Scofield is officially an UGLY Mexican. Fuck It, “The Show Must go On“, period

 

En fin… it’s just another Quentin Tarantino rotation of them stars

The Fall fell on the effort. Hoy no hubo jazz;

Coming up on ...

Coming up on … Los Amigos de Ben Franklin en el hotel “”Paris Chiquito”, por supuesto, “Allá en el rancho grande” en el pueblo del abuelito de don Calderón.

Wake mí up when October begins and September ends.

For the record, no copyright infringement was infringed upon in the making of this blog, because this is just another Hollywood Style blockbuster built, of course, with blocks from the Lee Majors abandoned Fall Guy set.

 

Efeméride: 1985, la muerte del Ete de Pancha

34 años…

The 11th hour

The 11th hour

Las causas de los decesos:
Sobredosis de cemento.
Fuentes: (No insistas fip
vete a besar a tu Flamenco.

Coming up in the programming

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

México – México – Mhe’jiCº … “Yo tengo otros datos ».

Buenas madrugadas tengan todas sus mercedes, hoy es el 16 de septiembre, and Kool & The Gang wish[es] to ask “Oh Sheila”, if Trump is going to make the ballot in 2020?

The Poles as seen in Australia

The Poles as seen in Australia… HASTErisk* •|• And in Boston, tuba player Katharina “grillos” Clarkson doubles-up on Impeachment

In Washington, Ayman Mo breaks the  news, « al revés* », but them poles stay the same, and Natasha Bee (politico) reports the news while riding a pony, TRASCENDIO, según el Voto Latino, y la voz de las mutualidades de la libertad, que el pony de Natasha no puede obtener parte de la “Totalidad” de la pantalla de KC⚡️DC a razón de que “Emu”, quien es un cliente de Donnie Deutsch, tiene un contrato de “exclusividad” con “los” Em# es en B.C., period

Coming up on Quesadillas con queso:

Quiche, what a fuck is it? Ayman travels to Santa Fe to ask French ex-pat chef, Sal Quichotte:

Summer 2008 — Philadelphia, PA

Summer 2008 — Philadelphia, PA .:. F732D591-693F-4D4D-BA45-83A0E439FD6F — FATWA DIS non-binding legal opinion; fatwa AUSSI, this little West Texas town of El Paso, Drum enSAMble line.

Summer 2008, Philadelphia —PA

Salman Rushdie offers a “coloquio” in the City of Brotherly Love, or some passionate motto like that, during the event, a member from the audience asks the celebrated writer some advice for aspiring writers, —His answer, when we [the staff] return and, when Congressman O’Rourke explains the ROLE of guns, arson, and his BEAU PAPA, Bill Sanders, on the attacks strategically launched against a community of “the ORIGINAL maquila workers” at a PLATEAU called “Lomas del Poleo”.

It’s like blazing saddles, but with a concertina-wired perimeter, and at least one scorched toddler que ni pinche ruido hacía.

 

Hey there, JoWyNa… VOIES et Delais, or something like D.A.T.

14 de septiembre, 2019

Wild Horses

Wild Horses

Nueve de la mañana:

For the record...

For the recordFUCK MR. Dickey at “The Daily BEAST”… atentaMENTE: an American in París, —a reprise— now thru San Silvestre Day at the “FAKE VISA” Theater à Châtelet… Eye did tell y’all about that « lindo gatito », dijo PIOLÍN.

Acto n° 44

Articles 33 et suivants du decret n° 91 – 1266 du 19 décembre 1991… Happy MxMás, period

Movin' Along

Movin’ Along.

“The death of democracy, with Brian Williams and an Ivy Sciences Po leaguer from Nantucket, in Cousin Joe’s “neck of Mika Brzezinski’s WOULDS, period”.

An evening with Los Apsons

An evening with Los Apsons… and other assorted “love songs”, with Rick James.

… tell mí more, tell mí more.

d'eso no voy a'blar

d’eso no voy a’blar, san punto ISSY’acaVO. La Catafixia ; a slight return, what a difference a They makes… cualquier parecido CON Africa, Sra. Brzezinski, es pura Salma Hayek (Serendipia).

Eye gots 99 gnomes but that Chupacabras is knot one of Em#

Tlaloc spared La Serie del Caribe pero El Chupacabras se perfila al Doral Nacionalista de Donald Trump. The Atlantic for children follows.

Besos desde Buckingham Palace

Besos desde Buckingham Palace, Venezia Thyming follows ; Aussi, period

European Model spoiler alert follows ; lyrics are courtesy of La Jornada de la HYSTERIA de Pepe Tomás Elliott, de Def Leppard en Hong Kong.

Dear, Cousn Joe, don't bee a Chuck Todd

Dear, Cousn Joe, don’t bee a Chuck Todd with Elrod.

Hold the Line,” Mad Dog—6 dixit on The Atlantic, After Action Review follows… but First, Fidel is transliterating Jair Bolsorano and Donald Trump.

“Segunda cuestión, Bolsonaro es el máximo responsable del incremento de los incendios. Ya desde su campaña electoral inició una campaña de descalificación de las instituciones, leyes, regulaciones y multas dedicadas a la protección de la selva amazónica / Frontera de donald trumpI will pardon you, Take the Land.”

A funny thing happened...

A funny thing happened…


Bambi is at the Mound, and former Nicolle Wallace’s Attorney General of the U.S., Antonio Gonzalez (sin acento) is wearing a catcher’s mask.

Fidel is at the plate, and Cancer is a circumstance that The Border Patrol and I.C.E. know one thing about. The file nº: Luis Posada Carriles. He (the former Bush the FOist “operator”) was given leniency because of his skin condition. C’mon, I.C.E. you have it in you, save another cancer victim, if you guys can make an exception for a terrorist like Luis Posada Carriles, why would you fuckers not warm your heart for a kid wit a 33-day get-da’-fuck- out of my Land notice from the LAW.

https://www.jornada.com.mx/2019/08/29/opinion/026a1mun

2da mitad: jazzafip is not what it used to bee…

In true Diva fashion,
FIP Central Station is just rollin’ in at La Porte d’Orleans.
Oh, the humanity.

Don't shoot the messenger

Don’t shoot the messenger.

Please Stand–by for argument:

Exhibit: One

Exhibit: One, sponsored by Johnson & Jon son’s pocket change.

— For the record, let it bee known that previous to our most recent récépissé, all possible documentation and/or supporting claims had been presented [to Brontis à la préfecture] including the one that required me to provide, to Room 1151, a DNA sample, which I then refused to provide, and which lead to the graphic approximation, RENDERed by our favorite “Cabby” on the frame above (↑), period

— For the record: here are the events that “transpired” on the 75th Anniversary of some D.A.T. liberating Paris from White Nationalists. FIP CENTRAL station, IN TRUE SNOWFLAKE FASHION HEADED TO LA CÔTE D’Azure:

https://www.fip.fr/emissions/club-jazzafip/club-jazzafip-du-dimanche-25-aout-2019-16592

Of course, or rather, naturally, on the day after the meeting of the Big Kahunas in “the” South of France when a LEGAL Drug Pusher GETS a slap on their STOCKHOLDER’s bottom “red” Line, and their stock actually goes up, why wouldn’t trust-fund babies go to Queen’s Victoria’s secret Back Yard instead of saving a patch of trees and a block of ICE.


In local news:

Vilma Fuentes killed Campbell’s Soup kitchen.

Monsieur, Le President François Hollande à BFM’er TV

En París, Francia (75006)
Son las Nueve del mañana.

VainVille and Urban Development OREOS

While Ewe were sleepin’… the Dep’t of VainVille and Urban Development OREOS has spoken. No New Biscuits!!!

Wait for it, S.V.P. wait.

In the mean time, while the world of Gordo* keeps going round, we [the original talents et compétences staff of January 29, of 2011] remind yo’Ass that, in effect motherfucker, we tried to bring humanity to the Year of Mexico in France; and when i, motherfucker, say or mention “We, the staff” it is because there are two Mexican Niggas all up in this Bitch, es decir pinche Flamby, i am talking about Armando Segovia, y el niño que acaba de cumplir OCHO años mejor maldecido como Armando Serrano–Prieto (así con “guiôcito » pa’que amarre con la pinche Cónsul Peyorativa de la delegación mexicana en la puta comisión Europea).

Au fil de l'eau

Au fil de l’eau… “vers le prestige et le divertissement”, with A new PAGE of history that won’t reach news stands in Paname today.

Across the Atlantic, the Foxes from vainville’s fair relay that Hicks at the White House have Hope that the Commo Bombshell does not, Oüï repeat, does not Trade in her “peanas” for peanuts.

La longevidad de las zorras

La longevidad de las zorras, and other assorted fauna on DeadLine.

Sinceramente, yours truly, bissus:
Yo’motherfucking Mexican Nigga in Paris, Bitch.

P.S.: Merci pour ce moment en Match; and Gordo, monsieur Le President is being brought to you by S.T.I.N.G. and the police. Fuck the Issy Police.

French bashin’ iii — Jugüemos al Béis, güey

That’s Hardball if you play Cricket en Inglés, which is the sport of Grillos en Espagnol. C’est a dire Le Roi du Spotrs.

Sí–sí:CECE5339-7040-4D86-822F-1A29AADB1E09

Dear, Rachel Maddow, do you know what the good thing about this B.l.og. is?

That neither you, Madam, nor Mr. Manuel Valls will ever read it.

VOX de España
y
Les Echos del Generalissimo Franco

… wait for it, Chrissy Haynes, wait.

These people had SEX with their parents”:324E5292-6315-4DFA-8E12-47AABFE0CD66 —|— Sex with their papás and their mamás. •|• The following is a Copy/Pasta for Jared Kushner: Los medios galos son de hecho los que más se hacen eco de la noticia y resaltan que Ciudadanos, el partido que apoya a Manuel Valls y que quiere aliarse con En Marche, forma parte de la colaciónand Jared, Your BeauPapá had sex with your W.I.F.E..

In Rachel Maddow news, there’s something about Rachel’s hair, —must be the Super Moon.

TimeStamp: 02.43 in Central NATO Times

So… about that V.I.S.A:052A50F0-DA32-4BEE-8F47-BFA49624943E •!• Why exactly is it that Brontis wants me to voluntarily WALK INTO A POLICE STATION, before France, the country —not the singer— decides what it is that it will do with my Dossier à la préfecture de Cité; room 1511. Are you guys at Dêpot turning Japanese? Or, (motherfuckers) is this part of The Métamorphose of the (motherfucking) Process?

Today in History, a few hours ago, but in 1804 Napoléon “dale por su” Buenaparte, promulgó el llamado C.I.V.I.L. CODE (motherfuckers)… oh, the waste of paper.


Did you know that it was a very French devil, who went ahead and invented “the political pacts”; cosas del C.h.a.m.u.c.o., vía La BBC, El WaPo, and the lovely Amy Goodman; what a beautiful nom, Bonhomme:
http://www.radiocable.com/nm-derecha-pacta-extrema-derecha-esp573.html

C–Span 101. Pop quiz: We are ALL “pelusas”… elaborate

So, Cousin Joe, before we switch it over to the C–Span’s, I, Armando Segovia, also known by The Préfecture de Police à Cité (75004) by the Mexican Nomenclature of ARMANDO SERRANO-PRIETO, would like to put a little *ASTErisk on your comment about last night’s “Big Meal” before doing the Shut–Eye, which was followed by that dumb country lawyer “told You so” momentary stare of yours. Cousin Joe, PLEASE BE ADVISED, that the very “special” delivery that was sacrificed on the way to our little den at the Forum’s Underground took at least 24 hours to sucummb to whatever was injected into his or hers (not sure what the gender of the little baby rat was… I, Armando Segovia, only took care of the funeral arrangements, “that is to say, EWE know,” that I only placed the little dead motherfuking mouse inside of a decent casket (a Pringles™️ tube) before that specimen went into the McDo Bye–bye bin.

Out of respect to the little animal, no picture-registering was allowed at the scene del Siniestro… but Boy–oh_BO¥, did you know that it was the Very French, who went ahead and installed surveillance at every entrance to The Kids in The Hall, y’all.

NO LOS CREÍA TAN COBARDES
Kool–EROS sí.
Cobardes no los creía, culeros.

P.S. about the Danglin’ Participle in this REALITY journalism ACT:
Picture this, the syringe was still stuck to one of it’s little pink paws; a paw that was probably bigger than both of Donald Trump’s tiny hands.


Now, about that “Pelusa®️™️©️” ensayo:

Dear, “GlasiRat’s” y “La Machy”… if those are your REAL usernames, Eye disagree with both of you, o como dicen los muy francece–ce–ces—ese en Vera(puta)Cruz: los dos están pendejos y malos del Yo-Yo.

And here’s exhibit ONE:

EyE ObJect:_f8db089a-b0fe-4dfb-a3df-9c1acbcc7389
•-_!_-• Por ejemplo, Raquelito:
DONNIE Deutsch might be a “Pelusa de La Quinta, en Nueva Yo’l”, pero Donnie no es pelusa de Quinta.

I.  What a PELUSA, is not.

By Armando Segovia de los Serrano y Prieto (SDF—Global) — Mexican Jazzglish, con trocitos de Francés, salpicadas de Portugués, y por supuesto,  Sirens, Castellano.

Argument:

Tacos de Noruega7643715c-8267-4d74-af2e-9b18e188d4a5

HOY NO HUBO JAZZ

II
Los dueños de la Hacienda Miranda
bien pudieron seguir considerando
a Tomás Arroyo otra simple pelusa insurrecta desde sus cómodas asociaciones de Ley en Francia,
pero El General Arroyo no era ninguna pelusa.
p 34 Gringo Viejo…

Exhibit B:

[At this moment —that is to say, Ewe know, Tune–in— to hear a “Dumb Country lawyer” in the voice of Joe Scarbourough shouting Eye—SAY, Eye–Say Eye du “Ob_Ject'”, Monsieur Le President of the Court!].

Then Joe looks up and sees Mr. Sanford without his Son:9b89a8fa-5a47-429d-9085-8e47902ea911

—ZAT, you REDD FOXX!?

Wicked and kicking:t9b24e7e9-9c33-4a11-9601-0782d6d9262d

II.b
Docket 2400 Fourteenth Street
Washingtoh, D.C.; sin código.

La mirada de Harriet  Winslow, [triunfolento para los del Laboratorio en dónde ella  “laburaba », según un boludo en la portería del equipo de Los Miranda] encontró la de Tomás  Arroyo cuando el general entró  MARCANDO al salón de baile (Versailles de Chihahuita) con un fuete en la mano.

ARGUMEDO

La educadora gringa reúne los prejuicios presentes en  individuos elevados en el llamado mundo civilizado en dónde los sistemas educativos curtén a los pupilos para actuar ante equís situación de acuerdo a las costumbres but most important, the Way of Life structured by the triunfoLentos that built R O M A in different epochs, not in ONE MOTHERFUCKING DAY.


Pass Interference and Stolen Base at the BOTTOM of the First Down of the midnight hour in Central NATO Times; en Nueva Yol’l son las Seis de La Tarde, and Heidi, please relay to the Purple Pundit that you have been authorized to wear The Color Purple whenever you want. Furthermore, for the forepage, if challenged by Oprah, or Mrs. Goldberg about the wearing of that garb, tell them that “Field Marshal Carlin” signed–off on this general order in accordance to the guidelines and protocols of AR 670–1 change 00110011.

H:20e7b16a-8df5-4a8e-a0a4-16b5633aa23f

PS. please relay to the elements who took the command decision to light up all the pretty little Doll Houses in pretty pastel hues that the subliminal shots at “PUTUS 45” look Fucking Awesome. I will be sending an invoice for “concept consulting & ideas” shortly, in the mean time, while Donald Trump remains grounding air transportation for all kind of “pelusas,” at all kinds of airports (civilian or otherwise) do keep your squelch in position “On”.