Les frescos de la salle de garde, secret Patrimonio in plain sight, today Öüï begin to by re-visiting Saint–Louis, 1 Av. Claude Vellefaux, 75010 — CED_EX, for more reasons than the orgy which, began to take shape on a tour bus that departed from there, —no less.
Ma sorcière bien aimée, ISSY, ¡Viva México, ratones!
“They’re just the interns”
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Meanwhile at Longchamp, I’ve seen that movie Aussi, Alix.
Gaviota, el son de Georgina y Alix.
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Si yo fuera Lionel Messi, metería de materia un gol por la puerta de Dios.
I love Philippe Leclerc de Hauteclocque, really, I’ve always respected the AMX projects and now, well now you have shit and a Mariachi ensamble for your future ARMOR defense systems (punto y coma) gulp, gulp, gulp (wine sippin’ sound goes here).
We love the all, the all of you Where lands are green and skies are blue When all in all, we’re just like you We love the all of you
Spacehog
Maybe in the Mean~time… does any of them fucking mariachis know that one?
I’m an Alligator yes, but also a Distinguished Armor Technician, I could have designed the perfect THANKs for y’all, instead you are going to get the mariachis to cover your precious “patrimoine”.
Don’t worry about her, [ I bet you think this post is about you] she’ll find a güey from the temporary visa pool to start a new orgy at her workstation or clinic. Her husband won’t mind the divorce or PACS dissolution, if he is cool, and only if he is cool and “integrates” he will get that €150,00 solidarity check and, in six months, full-RSA and a studio to live in.
Now don’t you fuckers forget to dispose them soft-skin 56’s on your TRI and forget about that XLR-Standard, put them fuckers in the “gaspillage” bin. Fucking €16 million per unit, what a waste, but keep on granting that €150,00 solidarity pay for your “incoming” artists, I honestly can’t wait to see all of the stranded Lampedusa arrivals at Florence Cassez doorsteps in Calais.
I am sure Alicia, Georgina and Sergio will be there to do the things that they do best, and which is to “INDIGNEZ~VOUS” and tear thier clothes apart in solidarity with the France INSOUMISE orgy.
Death Cub for Taxi, or… morando las piedras se encueran… Death Cab For Cutie on a Magical Satanic Tour.
¶ Seven of Strawberries 13. La redacción.
[continuamos con Los Amigos de Pablo Gleason en París].
At different times, Don Julio presented and translated in Proceso various criteria of the magazine’s editorial policy, as examples the following can be noted: a) “A good journalist must be incisive³ and question what is established”;
b) “There is no need to fear the powerful, we must investigate them” and c) “Without the denunciation of terror and the contradictions that cause it, journalism would be reduced to a dazzled hollowness.” … [yada, yada, yada follows].
Ernesto Villanueva, el lunes, 4 de septiembre de 2023, en Proceso Digital [www.proceso.com]
³~. That’s what ALICIA LEOS’ mom said, but I haven’t have the haven to go fetch y’all the entry, maybe later KNOT right now… ✅
For those out of the loop, the editorial independence of this most non-consequential blog in France (2011-2014) was interrupted just like when the light 🚨 is turns red, part of the reason for that arrêté I believe, was to prevent me from establishing precisely an editorial baseline for an INVESTIGATIVE ANTHROPOLOGIE in order to benchmark the Mexican immigration Experience en la Secretaría de Relaciones Exteriores en Longchamps pero sobre Iena, en la bendita explanada de Trocadéro.
Death Cub for Taxi, or… morando las piedras se encueran… Death Cab For Cutie on a Magical Satanic Tour — Les femmes s’en mêlent guest star as the Go’ils With Very French Ay’s.
Lucky for Mí, Eye was para-listening “to gospel music on the colored radio station, and the preacher said: you know you always have the Lord by your side…”
Any how, John Lennon told Mí, that MSNBC’s Mike Barnicle is, was, and will always be a terrible father, especially to the ones old enough to remember Paul McCartney’s fateful cab ride. In the words of Susan Page of the USA To They, “Barnicle makes Lennon look like them Happy Feet on The March of The Emperor Penguins next to that dead Walrus”.
But yes, Happiness is A Warm Gun, Malcom.
Still to come, out of Pennsylvania : no Gunsmoke, no Violence, it was all PARKOUR and a “Glorified Version of a prison camp”.
Imagine that… Only A Foo’ Would Say That. Or an exceptional United Stetson-wearing Statesian, because everybody in the world knows that the U.S. 2nd Amendment headaches are typical of “Cowboys” on the TV 📺, starting with California Governor Ronald Reagan. KNOT NOT ONLY the fact that “The Gipper” was a 2nd Amendment hypocrite but also responsible for the Crack Cocaine on your MTV 🧑🚀.
If only the Paris Tourism Board had the Spotlight — like a Voodoo Chile 👆🏞️
The Lives of Others (ISSY this is dedicated to JOHANNE GRACIA POISSON³) and THE FRENCH NAZI STASIquesqui LOVERS who clap at Juanito Guanabacoa.
And, Alicia Leos y sus Arrière (AS) might or, might not agree 👍 but I Know What Y’all Did in September of 2012/2013 at Balard (M8).
³~. Con especial dedicatoría para la señora Alicia LEOS y su MARIACHI “Las Arrière (AS°), but that is only because doña Alicia, like Dr. Poisson made the campechana official by documenting their intentions with La Bendita Préfecture, en otras palabras, como dice Katie Phangs: don’t think that Eye is into Ewe. Just the facts, mesdames.
Y… en Egipto, una nueva megalópolis is actually and literally running an express way over The City of The Dead. I was wondering why I kept being bugged about that Hitchhikers Guide in CAIRO.
En Italia, it’s a One-Tú with Verstappen y Pérez.
[This space for rent]
Mientras tanto…
The Wayback Machine y los jaraneros tapatíos.
Que Chingue A Su Madre³
“El Mudo”
Atte.:
EL CONJUNTO ÁFRICA
Note to RFPP y “sus” editores… Entre PEJE’s y MADRINAS.
If there is EVER, ever ever, any doubt why we THE STAFF, continue to make like the IMER NOTICIAS fellow, Mr. Nájar, that is to say —complaint or, faire LA PLAINTE auprès du procureur de la République BANANERA de FRANCIA y sus medios en rfpp . net it~is because, y aunque no sea lo mismo ni sea igual, Eye would not allow a STASI cop to moonlight as an “ANGEL of culture” when torture was the 🔨 instrumento ⛏️ that he played THE BEST. (Clap, French motherfuckers, CLAP on RFPP).
« Con su permiso, señor presidente (de La Madrid), “gracias por su ‘benevolence’… » “los muertos que a gritos quereis matar, gozan de cabal salud”, Porfirio Muñoz Ledo parafraseando a “El Mentiroso” de Pierre Corneille.
Radio Televisión Pública Española… presenta:
La Pasióndel Primo de Rivera mirando CARA AL SOL
Ewe and Mí… The Ballad of Co-optations and Interpretations.
Ultras españoles logran que himno franquista se emita en cadena nacional… JOAN MANUEL SERRAT lo interpreta mejor que Miguel Rios, Miguel Bose y el mismísimo Manuel Valls*.
*~. Don Diablo
🌫️ nebulosa, tu chingada madre, Juanito Guanabacoa… SIX SIGMA en la máquila de procesos INTEGRADOS de conTrol de Thompson bicicletero de Amsterdam XXX.
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.. we knowwe now return to our first Heineken® sponsored translation of Schiltz’ bum wrap. And for that we touch base with Alicia Leo’s and El Mariachi ARRIERAS (del Francés, arrière) en el parvis de NESTLÉ en BOTZARIS.
“Caminante no hay camino… ∇ Do Not Try to Adjust Your Programming, you ALL had that opportunity during the François Hollande/Enrique Peña Nieto presidencies (respectably) but you were all too busy BEEFING-UP your *hartistic curricula vitaewhile wearing a CHE GUEVARA costume that made you ALL look like “el payasito de la tele” CEPILLÍN, en SciencesPo, campus PARIS ».
But, first, here’s a little background for today’s sponsors of the JUANITO GUANAVACO “informática advertorial” Show, mister Juan Valdéz and Laboratorios del bebé agradecido en el Nidal-de-Guigoz en BOUÉ, Francia… la ciudad más bonita de l’Ainse en Normandie.
Miss Informations follows… sponsored by Nestlé “Tiger’s Milk Formula”.
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Over at the Juanito Guanavacoa Show, it’s how tosqueeze el presupuesto del consumidor. Reflexiones empresariales de los Amigos de México en Ámstérdäm, o algo así.
Jardín 21 en la rue Ormesson-del-Ocho, with musical guest, La Tigresa de Los And-Es 🍤🥑 en El Orienté de los Bravos.
Previously on “Eye Can See For Miles, and then Some », said The Loon, after all, the title of “Drummer for the greatest rock and roll band », was a lot like Watts’ (Bad’um Tish!) personal Gravy Train, es decir, Charlie wanted nothing more in life than to run a Jazz Joint in the cave of some Parisian château, and the same was for Keith, all that KEITH ever wanted to do was to run his very own Parisian Circus en hiver, printemps, l’été, and off-course during The FALL 🍁 en décalage².
Circus 🎪 Circus
… As for Mí, all I Ever Wanted was to build a better Lamborghini, ISSY, Dr. POISSON at the 🇪🇺 Sex Motel de Pompidou at Citroën Park can’t allow Mí to lie, Eye has taken apart a Ferrari 🐎 {or} two 🐎🐎. Eye has seen your sloppy frame, Enzo… what, are Ewe fuckers fabricating these frames in Slovakia like that “carbon-fiber” bicycle CUADRO that Eye found in a TrashCan next to the Beaubourg? What a MahRhoon 🐇…
The year 5783 in the rearview mirror.
BTW, them three dots are not puntos suspensivos but actually, WABBIT droppings, just for MEL.
But, FO’ist, Juanito Guanabacoa is revindicating his Policía Judicial de Narcos (experience) con un paisano de Home DEPOT; hoy no hubo blues, but the music of LA TELENOVELA de MariMar faintly plays in the background. Talía interpreta el clásico de la MAL27*, “los mexicanos que se van a EEUU no son como los que se vienen de refugiados Fi-Fi a Francia, especialmente los mexicanos que trabajan en—Especie, para la Embajada De México en Longchamps » 🐇 … o en cualquier iglesia de La CruzdeMALTA que les siga SU PINCHE JUEGO.
Which, brings U.S. back to French Retirement as seen by Angela Davis en un pasaje de Berkley. Key for this chapter is the COLECTIVIDAD HIPÓCRITA de chotas regenerados¹. Enter Through The GIFTS-HOP at Amnesty International y La Policía Judicial de don Miguel Nazar Haro (en France).
³~. “Héroe”, villano y policía :
https ://www .excelsior .com .mx/2012/01/28 /nacional /805757 Muere Miguel Nassar Haro, ex titular de la DFS
Sin Pathé for this devil.
Newspapers ask intimate questions
Want confessions
They reach into my head
To steal the glory of my story…
Extracto exprimé from
la marchantita† de TIGERLILY (1996)
†~. Formally of 10,000 Maniáticos
Georgina Moreno sponsors the “Act•i•Vida’ » d’estos ∴ masones ∴. El formato es el mismo de Xavier López “Chabelo”, pero haga ‘aste de cuenta marchantita, que en vez de ser transmitido por la FUNDACIÓN Televisa, las hazañas de La Red de Periodistas de rfpp en Caborca, Tamaulipas 🐇… En Bricorama y Leroy Merlin ahora llegan hasta su Negro Espejo cortesía de, ALICIA LEOS de Alicia Menéndez y sus American Voices en TELEMUNDO 🦚.
🐇 … and, José Díaz-Balart: FUCK EWE TÚ!!!
But, I, Armando Segovia / Armando Serrano~Prieto, TELLS EWE WATT, José Díaz-Balart, after a motherfucking beer Öüï (that motherfucker) is going to Shout the lighting of the 7th Candle, of the 7th They of the Week, in the Crossroads with Jesus “the fucking” Christ with Hanukka 5783…
BONUS TRACK for el señor Ángel en el Show del 25 de diciembre del año 2022:
Much like your experience when YOU sir, arrived to San Diego, Californa, and your uncle treated you like the FRENCH sponsor on the Simpsons EPisToLA touching the subject of foreign exchange students (have JUANITO Guanavacoa’s son in CANADA look it up) the YEAR 5783 is as Mr. Osburne would howl, “SYMBOLIC, off-course », just like that symbolic 16 de septiembre when you made it accross from MANU CHAO’s “panamericana” en Tijuana, and over to San Clemente (Ja’cques) before Los Padres (en San Diego), the SUM of All Things below is just Hanukka and X-MÁS crossing la línea de La Americas en el Puente de El Paso.
Les Crepesof Wrath “Aquí se viene a trabajar”
🐇 … dicen los huercos
(∑) According to tradition, the Hebrew calendar started at the time of Creation, placed at 3761 BCE.[5] The current (2022/2023) Hebrew year is 5783. By this calculation, the end of the 6000th year would occur at nightfall of 16 September 2240[6] on the Gregorian calendar.
To the moon, Alicia Leos! Meanwhile in Mexico, “las autodefensas” que tanto inspiraron a los co optados del Frente Amplio de Izquierda mexicana, y al “gran” corresponsal de radio france international, El Gran Raphaël Morán, cumplen 8 añotes de andar forjando MERMAS.
Orion goes here (Metallica)… because Zeppelin is for fags.
4 Billion Dollars (US) towards MARS, and the one thing that the WORLD needs to start assimilating right now, before the Planet decides to kill all carbon-based life forms, is that in SPACE 🌌, there won’t be any democracy, this is to say, that a day in MARS will make all of the Arabian Peninsula regimes look like a day at any-given Disney World.
KEY WORD —co optación institucionalizada.
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And, GO’ill de Niza, it seems that Cerf-panthére is trying to move in on your Allegretto fo’Kids brand, I mean, can you believe that Cerf-gato (Pantera, mis huevos) is asking, “when is parents day?”… coincidentally, all the little black kids at underprivileged learning institutions in-and-around the French ghettos, are asking the very same question, “when is my parents day”, on account that those little fuckers parents are too busy raising the “Lazy Figaro’s” bobos children in France.
To The Moon, Alicia Leos. To The Motherfunky Moon!
I’m tellin’ Ewe!… To The Moon, GO’ill de Niza, to the Moon.
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Twenty minutes is not an appropriate medium to relay my context, let alone this post. So, Juanito Guanabacoa, inform your pinches esquincles that this Blog is only a DRAFT, not a Maison de l’Amérique latine conférence for faggots.
… (Context goes here) And, Alicia Leos, ya tu’sabe que don LEOncio 🇨🇱 en la MAL27 no me dejaria mentir, “Caminante No Hay Camino”, y con todo el respeto que tú senora madre me merece, Saludos Hasta, Cuauhtémoc, ShyWaWa!
Así, o más, “te lo dije ALICIA LEOS“,
no por nada pero se me hace que Ackerman y su señora Doctora esposa (la de SANTA CRUZ UC) ya no los van a “desPRIstegiar” aqui en Saint-Germain-des-Belleville.
Ahora cuéntame una of your brother-in-law, —cuñado. Next thing you know, John Mill Ackerman is going to be a CANELO fan.
Con el permiso de sus mercedes allá en LA JORNADA this ‘stropha hooks like so and swings from the Top Down, en LILAS², (knot LILLE).
Diego Luna stars as a prop for Televisa Deportes in this section, and nothing more.
— ¿Cómo que a, Ay!¹, se le escapó la pelea del CAN°E.L.O. contra Plant? … pues que no se supone que Ay! debe estar al tanto de todo lo que pasa en México y su conexión con El Año de México en LILLE… puta madre!
And Eye responde in the voice of Fenster The Copy Editor…
Sorry, yo no LEO*, yo Armando, Diego.
* For non-AQUARIANS, armando is a gerund… Di es “decir” plus ego.
Dedicated to Nicaragua en La Jornada… Ondulated dentils en forma de TEJAS
¹.~Pronounced like EYE at {the} Paris in {Las} Vegas.
El “Canelo” is in the dentils (punto y coma) no bandwagon here. In French this translates as taking care of the home work, not to be confused with homework… Moore on that after the break, right now it’s time for another edition of, Sorry Eye Missed That. This week’s edition features one of only two combat sports that Öüï follows, the other (off-course) being Boxing.
So… “motherfucker”, eh!, “concha tu madre” diría a lo mejor el gran Messi desde la banca³…
Canelo, Canelo, ra, ra, ra. (Wakala… sabe a Slim{e}, but it had to be done) Canelo is on top. The fucker is a G.O.A.T. [in his class].
I have to pay… here is my TACO de SAPO de LA SORBONA como castigo:
³.~ Shape-shifting term that can either mean a financial institution, like say a bank, or the bench from where Leonel is cashing in ‘cus he’s a broke dick.
And Messi (30), sorry if Eye made a Mess {see} of your NOM [Norma d’Origen Mexicano]
Check it out, bato, when you get to the bottom of this post please relay to The Rachel Maddow Show, via Nicole Wallace, of course, to jump to page Tú of weekend edition. Ta’güeno güey, o quiere usted que le guise un huevo también?
Be veöüï, veöüï quiet… You might wake up Bjork and then Medhi will have a riot.
Of course you know that the ese between the slash-es-es-esas denotes /sarcasm/. Now Congressman, i don’t know the first “T” about Texas but i know one thing. I know that Medhi Hassan’s Big Texas Brisket lunch is nothing compared to the continuing repercussions of a stomach flu, [this is the reason why i am up right now]… but on a more serious note, like say, Mí (🎶) the Big Texas voting restriction Law that just got voted in the Austin City Limits is a direct reflection of back-handed deals in the court rooms there. Like the political cartoon of April’s fool from El Heraldo de México, it’s all about “el interés”.
Well, what a heck, Medhi, since over on your side of The Atlantic it is still Paul ManaFarty’s birthday, and the fact that i will never get a hired again, i’m gonna do TRMS on the RT set. Witt that in M.I.N.D. “watch this space” and keep an eye out for Waldo.
Anyhow, Cerf-panthère… no es lo mismo La Cómoda de MARIA BUTINA, que acomódame a Florence Marie Cassez… but Eye get’s what The Serpent on page 8 of Nº 3619 means about playing with a new language… and this, STEPHANIE MENOU, is what your supervisor Bruno and his chain of command could not fucking get in 2011/15, in other words, AT THE TIME, it was not the time to fuck with your beautifullenguas.
1. … (Context for drawing Monkees follows).
Now about last night’s* strange happening right in front of where i pitched my tent (Check the Camera, Chuck)…
It’s nothing really only a white van with a guy at the driver seat, the peculiarity of the encounter was the skills of whomever imprinted, with the palm of a hand, the distinct accidental shape of a butterfly. A picture was not possible given the menacing face of the dude at the wheel, so take my word for it, it was quite a sight to see on account of the oily imprint on the passenger’s window and the sort of, kind a, looking prism shifting colors of the hospital sign that broke on through that Psycharama.
Message received, en donde quiera se cuecen habas, if you would like that translated to French legalese just ask “the expert”, Florence Marie Cassez.
Background:
Ladies in Gemini, The College of SDF-es, ese/esa— can’t pretend to have a democracy in its meetings if this most consequential blog does not put forth the other option on the ballot. And so, with Henri Salvador in mind:
It’s just a Draft on The Wall, a draft on The Wall, a Draft on The Wall… AND Madame Hidalgo, WITH ALL DUE RESPECT, i don’t Care what the Paris TOURISM Board and The RATP says, few motherfuckers –and I mean, very few motherfuckers— in or around the Ivory Desks at La Sorbonne and other assorted Parisian institutes can make the Plan of your City look as cool as Mí can, few motherfuckers, Mayor Anne (with an “e”), just ask Mayor De Blasio, On Broadway , said a Colombian on the other side of The WALL who identified himself as GABO.
* _please pay attention to the (h)asterisk that will be showing up in a few paragraphs below because the CONTEXT for that spiel, mis Amigos de Valencia and other assorted territories of La Peninsula Ibérica, is DIRECTLY related to what VICE-President Kamala Harris said about hearing ”NO” as an answer. In this context, “the grants” are in no way related to Eddie Grant, or the whiskey brand previously featured as a prop for breakfast. “The grants” in this context, are actual motherfucking grants awarded for research purposes, and not BOUNTIES on political dissidents like that fellow in a Russian prison that is being tortured right now, as i type this.
Y, Alicia…¹ never mind Jane, she’s just a spirit now 🕶 81A8A3F7-C3F8-4884-9714-7BCFC24F92FC 🦋🎷🎶👣 In Paris, IT’S La Nuit de La Solidarite—in Washington IT’S International Women’s Month.
¹ Context may be found in the Venn Diagrams which form the Constellation of the Association Gilberto Bosques–París and Ana Anabitarte’s reportage of Florence Cassez arrival to Paris straight out of a Mexican prison.
Anyhow, back to DiMíTru for President of the college of the SDF:
Isabel Allende supports DiMíTru for President of the College of les Sans Domicile Fixe (punto y coma) and if Isabel Allende doesn’t, then perhaps SHE should consider her priorities, and of course —that bucket of chicken.
BUT FO’ist❗️Reactonary forces from the opposition to DiMíTru’s Campaign for the College of les Sans Domicile Fixe got word a couple of weeks ago, that on the Wall of la rue Jean Lantier (75001):
⚒🛠⚒🛠⚒ ⛲️ B33A72EF-344F-4E45-B2D0-9CF76B036E82 🔫
_la banda del Sr. Ojeda was doing a dance called “à la recherche de La Mula”, o algo así (punto y coma), well motherfuckers, Eye did tell you sons-of-bitches that Eye eats Grants* for breakfast, and mr. Rabbit, i am the one with the official RESEARCH card, even if la banda del Sr. Ojeda at the Prefecture de Police (2015) and at The Servicio Exterior Mexicano (2010-currently active) revoked the badge. With that in mind, i found your fucking MULA, Issy, mis Amigos: It’s a motherfucking Bronco, check it out:
