Here’s a “proposition” … arbeit makes Ewe free, governor

Double-dipping to the 5th power… from the creators of “My Niggas In Paris” comes the story of HIDALGO : y que chingue a madre quien deje ALGO.

Tocqueville was a publicist, not a philosopher from La French Mancha 🫟… in this sense, Alexis was closer to a pundit than that guy³ with the funny hairstyle on the pages of Match or the Ari Melber Show on “The Beat”.

³~. Bernard-Henri Lévy… “a real-live philosopher”, according to Ari Melber.

Context follows.

 

In local news, retirees living life ‘through Rose Colored glasses’ will not have to worry about losing any benefits until the next French presidential general election or Russia’s incursion into NATO’s backyard (whichever happens first).

Not to be confused with « snow ❄️  flakes ».

 

Our word of the they is Heaux in French, which transliterates to Holy Ho! Is that a puppet in your pocket or one of them Guignols on 54th Street?

Taxi Driver … Goooooo, Dodgers! — Travis 🥩-House BICKLE got what he wanted, a president that would clean the cum out of his taxi 🚖 cab, at 63rd and Broadway.

 

Meanwhile in Chicago, USA, Hitler’s ‘crystal lens‘ can’t shine a light on Trump’s ICE-stapo there.

The Book Club for men… sometimes, anyhow.

 

Across the Potomac, the secretary of war is keeping his bodily fluids safe at The Pentagon, including the cum on his $10,000 toilets seats.

Across The Universe — The Pygmalion Effect*

And, Ari Melber… The Grand ol’Painter, died last night and he told me back in 1973 that you and Bernard-Henri Lévy are a pair of gilipollas.

 

For context on the Ari Melber Show, know that last night during the Purple Pundit Show (hey, Nicolle!) mister Melber misquoted MAL-Haga’s favorite son, and both of Manuel Valls and Miguel Bose’s fingerbanger… but this blog is not adequate enough to engage in that adaptation.

Amateur artist borrow, great artists steal it.

Ari Melber in the role of Manuel Valls asshole.

*~. Advanced profiling (OBEY)… in Paris, France, for the first time of my 12 years here, a helicopter was hovering over Châtelet and the Saint-Michel Fountain, it’s the Compton effect, that’s what it is. Details tomorrow on The Adeline François Show. Right now, President Sarkozy is second-fiddle in the Executive news carrousel. It’s called the “not to be outdone by (x), the French yada, yada, yada,” effect.

https ://www .lemonde .fr /politique /2023/06/13 /nicolas-sarkozy-entendu-en-audition-libre-et-perquisitionne-apres-la-retractation-de-ziad-takieddine

Meanwhile at El Toledo de Miami — Golden Slumbers.

 

Previously on Le Pen Club translation project… I was in the middle of adapting the translation of Schiltz’ “incompetence”, her words… knot mine, when all of a sudden my incontinence got in the way so I had to transgress my eschatological intolerance on el toledo³.

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Schiltz’ Incompétence continued:

En huit années, j’ai croisé plus de 150 usagers des services de l’association. Je reprends la liste. Peu échappent à ma mémoire. À l’évocation d’un nom, un visage, une personnalité surgissent. S’impose la diversité des caractères, des situations et des parcours. Quelques-uns sont sortis de la rue, d’autres se sont rapidement éclipsés, tandis que certains organisaient leur vie autour de la structure ou s’investissaient dans le fonctionnement de l’association. Sans oublier ceux qui en ont été exclus, incapables qu’ils étaient de respecter la charte de bonne conduite (alcooliques, drogués, violents, désocialisés abandonnés par le secteur psychiatrique que l’association est inapte à gérer). Et enfin, ma souvenance va à ceux, trop nombreux, qui sont morts prématurément.

L’ombre del Tour de France… Only on The Kerschovas Show, now in motherfucking STEREO.

In eight years, I’ve crossed paths with over 150 users of the association’s services. I revisit the list again. Few escape my memory. The anamnesis¹ of a name brings back a face and a personality emerges. The diverse characters, situations and backgrounds overwhelms². Some made it out of the street, others quickly slipped away, while others organized their lives around the structure or invested themselves in the running of the of the association and, without forgetting those who were excluded, unable to respect the charter of good conduct (alcoholics, drug addicts, violent people, derelicts abandoned by the psychiatric sector, which the association is unfit to handle). And finally, I would like to remember the far too many who who died prematurely.

¹~. Platonism. Recollection of the Ideas, which the soul had known in a previous existence, especially by means of reasoning… ASK MARY J. BLIGE, she knows this one, “🎶 it’s a déjà-vu, don’t Ewe know that you remind me of…”.

²~. Overwhelms for IMPOSING.

³~. Slippeed away instead of ECLIPSED.

P. 176 ¶2

³~. Actually it is spelled “tolido” and it’s what the good people in El Segundo Barrio (2nd ward) of “El Chuco” (El Paso, TX) call the toilet.. over in Little Havana, the Comode is referred to as, “el cagadero”, but that’s only because of all of the Bacardi terrorists crowd who live there… moros y cristianos.

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Breaking News

Ari Melver and French filoso-FO,  Bernie-Quique Levi{s}, head over to N⁰ 10 Downing Street to tag the Prime Minister’s Door with the initials FEL

³.~ StaDeFrance

Sandra Larue y su reporte del Tiempo follows. Over on The Riverboat Princesse episode, Bret introduces Bart to the former governor of Perros Bravos, Nuevo León, Jaime Heliodoro Rodríguez, mejor conocido como Lucky Luc en el ITESM.

The Feast — Día de San José…El Equilibrio de Los Jaguares

And, Baby Blue, never mind The Oscars®, The Turtles, and other assorted farm animals [in Villahermosa] which, coincidentally, is just down below The Louisiana on that “Bain Marie” called The Gulf of Mexico (punto y coma), this is:

HOT POLES!

Ay, que por ti me muero,
por ti me dejo
Caer desnudo sobre las llamas

https ://www .usnews .com /news /world /articles /2022-03-18 /hot-polesantarcticaarctic70-and-50degrees-above-normal

Se me quema la conciencia,
no importa si me muero…


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From The Producers* WHO brought Ewe, “The New York Times”, comes a story from the “New York Post”… or something like that.

In Budapest, Tom Morello joined the Avi Velshi gang, no word if Évry body got stoned, but those within the territorial outer limits of Ivre-sur-Seine received a Limited Edition * cachucha encabronada *

In local motion news, it’s another editon of:

National Sports Day

Los exprimidores de BFM’er TV

Today is “hug your neighbor” they.
For the occassion, The WAR of The Roses sent a pocket full of OLD CENTS.

https ://www .ladepeche .fr /2022/03/19 /guerre-en-ukrainele-tag-de-bernard-henri-levy-a-odessa-suscite-lhilarite-des-internautes -10180859 .php

Katy Kayyyyyyy!!! — Now if I was to tell you that la Güera del Clima is straight out of The Street (la rue), you would probably say that I am lying or that LAS COINCIDENCIAS are like “belly buttons“.

In French Exeptionalism Today:
A fellow from the Ari Melver Institute in Puyallup, Washington; just below THEE Crystal Mountain and The Green River, followed in the steps of Old Gringo, and embarked on an Ego Trip to Odesa. Sources close to Ari Melber relay that unlike Ambrose Bierce, BHL did not ride a horse, instead, the philosoper pretended to be ‘ghetto’ {and} wrote some weird letters in French on a bunker or some shit like that 🧏🏻‍♂️

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