Y en honor de la reforma educativa, cocteles Molotov para todos… ¡Champagne para todos, perdón! me confundí ¡Champagne para todos y todas! es con lo que se están preparando los estudiantes para festejar.
South Texas Queen… with a Big Bang! •—_¡_—• This is a time delayed Molotov Entry, and the following blog is best experienced with headphones and the Tuesday “Contestataire” edition of MagniFip… or something like that—LINK FOLLOWS… wait for it, wait. USO JUSTO DE PEARL.
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Checked, [✔] thank you Sirens, we [the staff] never thought we’d make it this far…
Al regresar, la segunda parte de los Seis Grados de Kevin Bacon, con Cursi y Rudo, o algo así.
TimeStamp: 10h in fip central time
”Are you not Entertained???”
The Spaniard playing the role of Russell Crowe
Post N° 28, Right Bank… With the Beatles, Mr. Marcel, and some stinky teenagers. }-–—~~~\*> foto por segoviaspixes 2018… CopyLeft y que Viva LULA em Brasil!
It appears that on a day like today, but of 1970, the Apostole Paul got his knickerbockers all up in a bunch and decided to announce that he was just going to “Let it be” and venture onto the Record Industry wilderness under the Wings of Ram Records
Now, in an effort to erradicate fake facts, we [the staff] are running around town to confirm that the Siren nugget (of a fact) is worth it’s weight in quids… right now, Fenster the copy editor and The Walrus are searching for Semolina Pilchard, they’ve just climbed down from the Eiffel Tower where an Elementary Penguin told’em that the Brit Five–O was heading towards Saint-Germain-des-Pres to have some soup with a bunch of Wino Kurwas at La Soupe Populaire… or something like that.
TimeStamp… A jumpin’ jive TimeShift update with Diana Krall at 16h20:
Go as You are… It turns out that “the one and only,” Dead Paul’s replacement, Mr. Billy Shears, who BTW, was on his way to Pigalle to visit the Fool on the Hill at Chez Amelie casi esquina con Montmartre, confirmed that yes, John buried Paul and The Beatles called it quits on a day like today. Siren fact checks out… no Fake News here, none whatsoever. Carry on!
… in the mean time, The Texas Tornados are hitting the Left Bank waves…
TimeStamp: 11h30 in CET just before La Cumbia made a cross talk interference à La rue de Mabillon, la gente adentro del “Crous” no me van a dejar mentir que en Nanterre los del equipo “CRS” bailaron al son de la macana con los estudiantes que en este restaurante vienen a comer.
— we now shift to the other frequency on the streams
Raids, government waste, and thank god for Syria to make us forget about that Porn Star affair, eh?… it’s no wonder Cousin Joe looks today as if he mixed Moonshine and Rhum on a half empty Pabst Blue (Collar) Ribbon beer can… context continues to develop: is the dream over, yet? Walrus is asking, Cousin Joe, the Walrus and The Egg-men want to know.
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The good thing about this station…
… lo bueno d’esta estación es de que mi Amiga Pera, de vez en cuando se acomoda a un lado de mí…
LADIES IN GEMENI, STEP RIGHT IN—STEP RIGHT IN and as Groucho Marx —probably Would— had intonated Lennon:
… a splendid time is guaranteed for All!
Just punch the automated purple nose on the clown ABOVE to get your Ticket!
STEP RIGHT IN—STEP RIGHT IN!
Act one under this Three Ring Circus will bring:
The Frogs are Going To Invent « LA REVOLUTION » Because they know that YOUR QUEEN IS A LIZARD!!!
… and here’s to You! With a warm cup cake delivered by Joaquin Phoenix, ‘cause you know that Joltin Joe has gone away.
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And this, is what [Le Staff] is motherfucking talking about, so Let us take this Jacques Dutronc oportunity to remind you that a DICTATORIAL REPRESSION was brewing at the Dawn of the 1968 Olympics… in México, entonces pues, Sirena, “Apriétame, Apriétame Más”… ¡a ver cuándo te bajas a Avandaro, eh!
screengrab follows right now The Staff just came in each of our Singular Pants… “aaaaaahhhhh, ALL RIGHT, all right—LEFT!
Royalty leading The EMPIRES. •—_¡_—• No Human Being Is Illegal In This Place Called EARTH… Sincerely, [the staff].
Pero, ¿QUIERE MÁS?
You, Me, and The Fifth Beatle…
”If you’re gonna do Wrong Buddy, do Wrong—Right!”
The Devil Makes Three
… right back at Ya’ Santa Cruz!
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Fuck the Age of Aquarius and the Orange hair monkey president that the 2016 U.S. General Election delivered to the World…
The LasT SkeptiX… Fuck you, and the Age that You rode in… and of Course Ewe know that i [armando segovia] can say this because I Am A motherfucking ACUARIO… from the Age of Piscis, ¡Viva El Anibal!
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So… Cousin Joe, it was A Hard’s Day Night, eh?
One Whiskey One Scotch… one Pabst Blue (COLLAR) Ribbon, eh! — Looking rough there, Private Joe, you do no justice to Mika à ton Côte d’Azur, eh!
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TimeStamp: 22h in CET
“I like Cereal”… dj Yoda and Biz Markie!
Ladies in Gemeni… con ustedes, un pedacito de “Three Souls in My Mind”: