The Punchline, delivered by La Campeona, Carla Bruni

No pun intended:

https ://www .radiofrance .fr /club-jazzafip /le-jazz-une-musique-de-lutte

but a fun way to remember what a RECIPROCAL is—is  by FLIPPING 🖕 IT 👇 OVER

La Pasión de Carla… y las tangas de Raphaël Morán en « Mediapart ».

—Did you say…?

—Whore.

¡…..Öüï now returns to the conclusion of Ausente en París y La Campeona por Alfonso Reyes …………….!

Marjolena Kalten-porten Ángola, —I Love You, I miss you, and tómate está TKT 🍻 con Mí-Go.

Smells like teen spirit.

… just the facts Mediapart, and nuttin’ but the motherfucking facts:

Armando Segovia came to France inspired by some dude named Tocqueville and hoping for a bit of reciprocal courtesy from the people who claim that they had invented la “llamada” Liberté, what Armando found [instead] was Emiliano Zapata dressed like a fag and his image manipulated by Pablo Gleason y la Préfecture de Police.

Zapata in Drag — PARIS FASHION WEEK 2025.

Cosecha de un árbol de pólvora {the 🎤 punchline} :

Overcoming the general astonishment, Monsieur Machin, ever analytical, asks:

But then, dolphin or mermaid, naiad, oceanid or demon… without skirts, would you like to tell us how, when, where you acquired such agility and grace in swimming, such athletic perfection, such extraordinary mastery of… of… of… of…

And the oceanid, candidly, cuts him off:

“C’est que… vous savez? Avant de venir ici je faisais le trottoir á Venise.

From Árbol de pólvora

A Jupi Shade of Soul… Ray Barreto, “el chacal” del Swing Tlo’piCAL

Se baila así… and Gaëlle Renard, you Foxy bitch! I bet that you did KNOT know that FIP, —yes fip, was invented not by the Very French, but by Mexicans in the year of our Lorde 1969 in Acapulco, where coincidentally Elvis Presley was crooning to the vacationing “mama citas” that it was not “Siesta Time”, it’s Cerveza Time! that’s what Elvis’ « madrinas » said.

From Acapulco to Madrid con escala en París — Forgetting to Remember and remembering to forget.

… and Alicia Menendez, Assad has left the building; Assad is now in Acapulco, which should put Representative Tulsi Gabbard’s support of the Dentist in Syria in SIESTA mode 😪, period!

Anyone who describes yesterday LAIC ceremony at Notre Dame de Paris (km. 0) as a “mass” knows shit from piss. Yesterday’s cérémonie was not a mass, —it was a ritual not unlike the ceremonies conducted inside of a .°. masonic .°. lodge, in Acapulco, por decir. So, with that in mind:

for the record, Carla Bruni, her sober black belt and, her Christian Dior outfit which she had already worn way back in 2008, returned TO FRANCE “le chic” which had been missing since I (Armando Segovia) noted to the French consulate fonctionnaires in Los Angeles, California, on Sun Set Avenue, just how bad-ass Sarkozy was; and if your name is Dr. Johanne Poisson, “girl Ewe know it’s True”, i provided the VOICe for the lip-synched presidencies of Hollande and (Donald Trump’s bitch) EMMANUEL MACRON, anyhow i did tell you back in 2008 that:

Évry body wants to be a cat,
and Bruni Sarkozy was the only camera-shot worth admiring next to the monumental CRAFT of stone, wood, glass and of course METAL, baby.

Intermedio con Carla, hoy no hubo Sarko!

Las piedras rodando terminan:

… and in this corner, fighting out of the Camden N.J. corner liquor shop, is Stephanie Rhule. Across the Atlantic, the singing wife of a French mandatario and mortal enemy of “La Beba Gaytan³” is challenging “la pundita” for the intercontinental belt. Tropicana Oil Wraslin’ Rules and the Uruguayan MudSlinging Commission sanctifies, blessés, and approves of this bout.

³~. Víctor Trujillo (Fundación Televisa)

By: How does it feel (Question mark and 99 tears)

Pago en Especie.

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