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Belga que te quiero verde — if only (artificial flavors) in a photograph

Lorem Ipsum y Opium

Un sexenio en el quinquinato, i’ve seen that churro³ too.

 

³~. Churro: a very badly made movie, not necessarily a low-budget flick or a porn film on BFMTV.

What part, Disneyland Paris™, did you not understand? The word is, factotum and it means “jack of all trades”, as in :

It’s Disneyland Paris… what part of “this is not Orange County” in Anaheim, Puritanland did Karen Mouse didn’t understand?

Merida is number 11 at Disneyland Paris®, but she is number 1 at Only Fans, or something like that.

https ://disneyprincess .fandom .com /wiki /Merida

Of course, when in doubt, follow Perrine Storme’s less traveled road to Chessy-in-Marne, it’s not the best transition but a transition non-the-less, “and why not”, said Perrine’s sidekick, some guy who goes by his initial, mister “D”, but that’s only because Perrine told mister “D” to drop the “T”.

All Eyes on Mí… it’s like the Deeper Shade of Soul, but seen through the Eyes of an artificial Dame, or something like that.

Across from the Citroën Park, and beyond a rue called La Convention or some coq-a-maimie avenue of approach to reach Champs Elysees, Emmanuel Macron, yes motherfuckers that same Nigger with them cheap sunglasses in at Davos³ got together with a bunch of other niggers from the 5th République après Marie Antoinette at la Sainte-Chapelle en Cité, to blame cocaine users for all of France’s drug related problems.

³~. €650 is chump change for disposable reading glasses for the niggers who don’t pay taxes and who landed in Davos on their own private air jets.

La puta que lo parió… “solo un tonto diría eso”

Tus arepas mexicanas gauchas.

Context follows… but for starters the concept of the “Birth of Hegseth” should be interpreted per La French Provence standards of the Miss France 2025 contest and knot, Öüï repeats, not as an insult to the Secretary of Trump.

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Over at BFM’er Central, Perrine Storme is getting down with a listening session of LOS AMIGOS INVISIBLES, “con beso atómico y toda la cosa 💋” on a tiny desk.

Hey Bulldog!

 

in Paris, FRANCE, at “the” Trocadéro near the Mexican Embassy, it is April of 2011 and ALBERTO RUY Sánchez y “Los Amigos de Javier Sicilia” en radio-france international se pueden ir a CHINGAR a TODA su MADRE, junto con Héctor en TROYA, off-course.

https ://asegovia3 .com /2011/05/06 /cronica-de-un-mitin-en-paris/

I don’t know if, when remembering Cassandra, Ruiz [sic] Sánchez was thinking of the speech that the victims, united in the Movement for Peace with Justice and Dignity, delivered at the Zócalo of Mexico City on 8 May, 2011. In any case, the memory reminded me of it. In that speech, which should be read again in its entirety—it has a haunting relevance—the victims said with a clarity worthy of Cassandra:

Manifestante

Manifestante 2011/04/06… the death toll was reaching 35,000 since the start of Florence Cassez “captivity” in the State of Mexico ; give or take the year 2005-2006. “Today,” as Javier Sicilia states in his most recent syndicated opinion column for proceso magazine, “we have half-a-million murders (Claderón +120 k, Peña Nieto +150 k, López Obrador +200 k, and 20 k murders in the first year of Sheinbaum)”.

https ://paris .cervantes .es /FichasCultura

“Les partis politiques, l’État – cette divinité redoutable – et les citoyens nous ont craché au visage comme Apollon cracha à celui de Cassandre : au lieu de se purifier, ils ont renforcé leurs rangs ; ils n’ont conclu aucun pacte, ils ont polarisé, et les citoyens ont non seulement accepté l’ignominieuse élection de 2012, mais aussi toutes les suivantes. Le résultat, comme prévu, a été la disgrâce et la soumission quasi totale de l’État et du pays au crime organisé.”

 

Le crachat dans la bouche
by: JAVIER SICILIA

 

https ://www .proceso com .mx /opinion /2025/12/9 /el-escupitajo-en-la-boca

Jorge Harmodio, yo vengo de Ciudad Juárez, Chihuahua, es marzo del 2011 and I, Armando Segovia, knows what a fuck I am talking about, but go ahead and let “your protagonismo de cachanilla avergonzado de ECATEPEC” rain a « giboulée » on the Julieta Venegas and Natalia Lafourcade event between la place de la Concorde and Canada’s place in June of 2011.

https ://www .laprensa .mx / venegas -chante -à -paris -pour -la -journée -de -la -langue -espagnole 

La tina colombina, prima-hermana de Dora “La Ex-ploradora”.

En resumén, lo bueno de la experiencia de Javier Sicilia en Francia es de que sus “amigos” de él (Javier Sicilia, pues) tenían la palanca del redactor-en-jefe del buró de la América latina de la AGENCE FRANCE PRESSE a un lado del departamento de Pablo Gleason en la Place de l’Italie, Paris XIIIéme (2011~2015) y de “el pueblo-bueno” afuera del Georges Pompidou en Beaubourg.

En fin, tenga o no razón Juan Dieguito o, mismo el argumento de que la mujer que se conoce el la historia de Hernán Cortés como La Malitzín, o La Malinche era de DINAMARCA o no, —todos los hijos de madres mexicanas desde la época de Cuahutémoc, pa’delante, somos hijos de la que también le dicen “la chingada”, donc, la mentada d’Entrada no aplica a franchutes 🇨🇵, gringos 🇺🇸, ni a 🪗 argentinos 🌎. De nuestra parte mexicana no tenemos ni la menor puta idea de quién pueda ser su sagrada madre.

Perrine Eye love you but blind dates without alcohol is like³

🎶 … they come to snuff 📼 The Rooster.

Alice 🪖 turns in the grave.

³~. … blind dates without booze is like going to a Klan Meeting in there outskirts of Rockridge, “where’all the white-wimmin’ at?”

Eye am what I Jam,
and Ewe is what Jew is…
motherfucker.

Clayton Knows Diddl-y-Dew : white powder!

Mel Brooks is God

Back at The Bowery (in Brasil)

“We were just Children”

It Ain’t Me — Fortunate Son.

Paul at The Bowery Ballroom.

And, Pablo Torre… are you into tush-push, and have you ever been a fan of Rugby or Australian Rules Football? Speak now, Pablo! Speak now or Eye will fill your whisky glass with TP from The Great Cornholio.

And Emma Peters… What if Eye was Romeo in Black Jeans

 2004 / 14 / 06 \ 14 \ 2024
It’s a festevus miracle!  

The Pope walks into a bar, hilarity ensued back at the ranch in Pierre when the Nazis from Natchez strolled onto the Capitol of a puppy-killing—goat-sacrificing Governess in the lower of the Tú, —Dakota’s.

In local news, not to be outdone by John Mulaney in L.A., the Pope in Rome (that motherfucker!) will have Whoopie, and Évry motherfucking stand-up comedian-nes is in Rome. In ROME, Perrine, in Rome… now that, that’s Amor, eh! The event will end centuries of INCELS at the Vatican once Bergoglio has Whoopi with Goldberg.

In honor of Francisco getting down with Goldberg, the Lorde, herself, will grant Catholics (those motherfuckers) a funny bone with some elbow grease and a pound of Humérus from one of Eve’s baby back ribs.

Still to come, where in the world is Ferguson, today? Probably speculating about Joe Biden being a terrible Mussolini supporter in Saint-Vincent (Aosta Valley, Italy).

What a difference six months makes, on the university TENURED track…

Sources close to 2014, following the demise of Los Angeles and Big Trouble in Little China Town relay that Alanis Morisette finally grew tired of Francisco’s prayers and goD herself put some humor on the Dogma, at the event, Cardinal Glick was front row with the drummer of the Red Hot Chilli Peppers in the blistering sun…

And, Perrine Stormed³, the Jean Doctor has left The Valley, Issy, he’s got a Mavericks sticker on his Cadillac, and he could care less about young Americans trying to be pimps with 50¢ in their Jeans, génie 🧑‍🎤, period.

³~. Please be advised that in honor of the greatest military feat since Independence Day in 1996, Perrine’s nomENclature has been fortified to Nato specs.

And, Perrine Storme… I can see your rainbow from Pont Neuf

Any how, Storme… I know what the talking heads on the Alicia Menendez in the MIAMI show are going to say, and it will go something a little like what I told Socorrito Goni yesterday late in the afternoon over a plate of pâte and rillettes, but before I even get to San Bernardino, Michael Steele is going to say that I have to make Évry story about Mí, sol-la- Sí!

The Sky is Falling, The Sky is Falling, cried the little wolf, but by then it was to late for wait for it, … the humanity; and Zeppelin goes here.

For context, un–guioncito, so I am going back to December 2010 and January 2011, anyhow, what I am touching on is the background communication that happens between diplomatic channels and looking back I now know that by the time I walked in to see mister Excmo. Fernando Javier Valdés Vicencio, cónsul en San Bernardino, California, el señor ya tenía en su dossier todo lo yo ya había redactado para su par francés en Santa Mónica Boulevard in the City of Angels.

But seriously let’s give it up to The West-Eurafield-Lille Mall, Châtelet’s satellite store for the Northeastern France, where the terrorists are getting younger and younger with every blast, no pun intended, these are just the facts.

 

Hoy no hubo Jazz, Lo’Real Lo/La mató

Yeah, I’ve seen that picture too, Juanito Guanavacoa in the role Francisco Belmont made sure that I saw it, can’t remember the year right now, (2014/15) but he said that he was on his way to Meaux but that on that day he had to go see about a doctor, or some steakout of the such.

🎶 The best things in life are free
But you can keep them for the birds and bees.

… Now then, Perrine Storme at BFM’ER TV, if you can line up the current events with Yesterday’s tangents, then you might be OUTSOURCED Aussi.

Previously on Fake Schadenfreude — God Save The King

Breaking… Canelo is playing dirty pool, mister Álvarez taunted the Brit with a taste of chocolate Abuelita™ to ringside.

And to commemorate the occasion Perrine Storme, de BFM’er TV, dons the JALISCO colors, which are a lot like the Ukrainian colors, with the exception that the flag of Xalixco was dedicated in 2011, the very Year of Mexico in France, and it is worth as much as a PERUVIAN flag 🇵🇪 at Mains Libres in Paris, Farce.

With All Due Respect, no se vaya… deteniendo.

In Context, and with the exception of Osler Amaro at Paris Fréquence Plurielle whom I’ve personally met, and discovered that Osler Amaro is just a guy like Ewe and Mí, the difference between an Ukrainian flag and a Peruvian flag is that the Uk’s will dig a hole in the ground and fight Russian tyranny, as opposed to the Peruvians at l’Académie française who will suck a French cock for a “job well done, ”… roger that!

https ://en .wikipedia .org /wiki /Flag_⚜️_Jalisco

Lucky nº 7… Interesting NATIONALIST anthem* that opened the Bout, CRISTERO propaganda before the new U.K. soundtrack, which gave Güey to the blandest rendition of Nuno’s ballad {or} maybe it is because, it seems to Mí, anyhow—that the in between the Vicente Fernández sound bytes, which by the way replaced the CaRd GO’ills segment, Eye noticed that Öüï is like Julio PRECIADO, old.

*~. State of Jalisco  official canto. Inspired by Andy García and La Luz del Mundo Productions in, “For Greater Glory”.

Lay-Di’s in Gemini!

Live from Guadalajara, JA-MX… it used to be called, “Guanatos”, however, that only confused las momias de Tecalitlán con las del Cervantino.

Capitu what?

 

Ley de la ventaja… Jalisco nunca pierde, y cuando pierde, Tepito arrebata.

How convenient, I think I’m feeling Japanese.

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Job Announcement nº 9: Manure Shoveling Specialist

Synopsis :

https ://mobile .twitter .com /SegoArma /status /1629385479593377793? s=20

The Wedding Present — Ewe Only Leave Twice.

An American in Paris applies for a job at radio Franche. Hilarity ensues when Aurélie Moreau relays that suicide is a pre-requisite course

¡GRAbiel!!! Ese es el nombre que más odio en un invitado de Mika… and if you think that THAT left naked boob is a fashion statement, Ewe maddafakkas have clearly not seen Marianne’s solid long-sleeve.

 

Président Macron dreams the speech that he is going to deliver to la Sacré Vache of 2023, a phaux long-horn named Ovalie the Last:

Thirty years from now when you’re sitting around your fireside with your calf-sons on your knee, and s/he asks you, “What did you do in the great World War II?” — you won’t have to say, “Well, I shoveled shit in Louisiana.”

Cat S’up, Bitch!

that’s right, Bovinos, ewe can say that your ribs fed the troops by the bushel.

Still to come on Ancient Aliens, edición Lagunera (Zona del Silencio) en El Bolsón de Mapimí, Öüï présents « The Evidence »… Ground floor minus one at the Beaubourg, en París.

 

Following the termination of at least one shit-shoveler at BFMTV International, Marc-Olivier Fogiel, oligarch of the Chaine at la bendita Porte de Versailles, opened the hiring period, effective from 25 February to 05 Mars, inquire with Perrine Storme at the TV Conglomerate’s Big Pharm across The Sacré Périph.

But first, we touch base with el PAN* favorite VOXING actress, the one and only Sirène of the whole rotten lot, Charlotte🧜🏻‍♀️Bibring.

I noticed that you noticed, Issy, i say again:

 

(Something goes here)

my best work is not under pressure, or torture, or by Co-optation and especially, Denis Soula, a través de la cooptación  InsºtiºtúºNacionalizada de los Amigos de México en la préfecture de Cité.

But seriously, I am Sirius and you are not.

… and, Natalie Piolé, “Have I Told You Lately That I Love You?”

Any how, Love Frog, love Mí Tú Times.

… and introducing, the little Revvie that could

With Musical Guest… Bad Bunny.

Anti-gravity twerk

 

Now before 🇮🇹 Éric Dupond-Moretti 🇨🇵 or, those coqSuckers at Matiñon put Mí, in a little “ese” cabinet, let Mí remind your Motel Administrator that it was Ewe, motherfuckers, who went full obstruction of “Conflict of Interest” when it came time to choose between 🇨🇵 foie grass 🇨🇵 or , 🥑 toast 🇲🇽 in 2015.

 

More on that, after the Reverend Al Sharpton cleanses our blood-shot I’s (Latin i’s, not Greek whys) from that hideous powder-blue ruffled look on the SNL in NYC, Ewe tasteless assholes, ewes. I can’t believe that you i’Vicked Cecily Strong from your faggety Rainbow Lounge, where Atlas Shrugged, but not before pissing on The Fountain ⛲🖋️.

Based on a 🧟 Real MEN Show 🧛

 

inºdeed Steed 🐎, in∴deed. Say Dere, Steed 🐎, did you know that La Pantera Rosa rides on an HURACAN 🚜 (sin acento) like the one hoovering over Del Precio on the upper-right hand TESTAbolda of that Dere handsome Velsho dressed like an imperatore 🐧.

Anyhow, Hilo, Hawaii, just crossed over to the 6th They of Hanukkah and in Paris, Jesus got ran over by a Lahmacun intolerant “BIEN CONNU DES SERVICES 🇨🇵 DE 🇨🇵 POLICE », who off-course, are on Vacation at the Circus de Fair 🎪 Weather en Hiver between République and Nation… our ex-girlfriend Perrine Storme at BFM’er TV has all the 🥑’dos en Hand.