One moe’ a-gain : reliable narrator Dr. Poisson is, —in•deed

Ahora háblamos en el Súper Tizón 🔥 and Öüï hopes that Aloha no te pase como a Puerto Rico with that orange ape and the paper towels.

Now we know how many dinosaurs 🦖 Baby 🦕 Jesus rode.

 

https ://www .bbc .com /news /puerto-rico-trump-paper-towel-throwing–abominable–4/10/2017

🎶 So, so you think 💬 Ewe can tell?

It’s like a fragmented Anthology, pues.

 

but first !

Öüï has to remind our non-readers that this most non-consequential blog is a Chicago Style, annotated bibliography ; a daily contestation (not a reaction) to La France (especially that cunt, Marianne) for stripping a talents and skill Visa from my hands, just as the 43 from Ayotzinapa were getting their faces stripped from them… apparently by the local nuisance (fauna) de Acapulco, or regions … nearby.

https ://youtu .be /des-chiens-et-des-rongeurs-ont-lacéré-le-visage-d’un-étudiant-d’ayotzinapa_cndh_video

¿en dónde está la biblioteca?

 

Donc, motherfuckers, los puntos suspensivos son lo que son, una suspensión 🚟 on Our train of thoughts 🤔 and con-sequences, or chakiras if youse Colombian ; hágale pues, parcero.

For those who love to flush all things in the eschatological realm

Su majestad, el trono 🚽… I swear Marjolena Kalten-Porten Kakas youse just calling them in now.

Any 🦉 hoot, Melle. Portier-Kaltenbach, in Hilo, Hawaii, is International MAN Day and since your 7pm is Pineapple Xpress morning in Honolulu, let me show you what The Rock is cooking:

Cilantro, 🥑 and more coriander!!!

Cibo Matto… Ewe gots’ to know your Chickin’.

 

Louis Armstrong said it best:

🎺🚽🎺

Box of prophylactics not included.

 

Take it away Ella, I gots’ to dump a load.

Gheee-eh_ahhhh.

Anyhow … Take A Little Trip with Mí: WAR

… jump to Mañana, nena, it’s MEXICAN RE-burrito Day!!!

 

¡Y que viva Francisco Villa y su caballo “El Siete Leguas”, —cabrones!!!

“There is no such thing as a Sodexo®️ board³”, it’s a Sarkozian pipe-dream², en Libération¹

… [A]nd BACH n’a pas écrit D’Opera, period!

AVON Cosmetics Holocaust on Isle 8.

From wo’ID-ref:

 

 

d’abord interj

(expression enfantine) (coloquial) ¡para que lo sepas! loc interj
¡toma! interj
Et je te parle plus, d’abord !
Y ya no te hablo más, ¡para que lo sepas!

 

So it’s official, Cousin Joe is pulling a Primo de Rivera on the streams of the MSNBC. Not content with working Louis Burgdorf to death and disappearing Kasie Hunt on the Way Too Early series, adding an extra hour to his Mean Girls series talk show, and firing the Saturday Morning minorities, to make room for his weekend repetition recap,  the son of a bitch is going nuclear next Monday night, and bringing none other than the Elon Musk of the Marvel University, Robert Downey Junior, following Morning Mika’s “Summer of George.”

Let the good times roll, that joint there.

 

³~. It’s call SodexHo, said Stephanie Menou’s supervisor, Bruno* (last name unknown) after all of the hurdles for the renovation, of what was supposed to be a SIX-year French Talents and Skills visa, had been SUR~mounted, Bruno then took the stupid-little « pink residence card* » from my hand and he said something to the effect of —and of course, I am ¶ara¶hrasing— “that law was a Sarkozian pipe-dream ».

²~. It was right around this time period, 2013~2014 that the unspoken policy of the 2nd Year of Mexico in France COMMISSION took effect; that policy whispered in the EARS of all of the STRUCTURES “aimed at promoting and facilitating the life of ASSOCIATIONS… exercising under the law 1901,” such as the previously mentioned Asociación Gilberto Bosques-Paris, to simmer-down “los cacerolazos” against the Peña Nieto energy reforms and for the construction of a new state-of-the-art international airport, which was supposed to replace an ageing one in the old Distrito Federal, now called, La Ciudad de México (CDMX)… for the record, the good people of the political party in Mexico, which sponsored the Gilberto Bosques-Paris adhérents in La France, buried the almost finished (and winner of an international design award) under the waters of a newly re-filled lake, where legend has it, an eagle killed a snake, and then ate a TUNA there. The new airport resembles the Orly distribution operation rather than the airport that sits next to the Cementos Mexicanos headquarters at the end of the Metro Line-14 extension from Olympiades, for the benefit of the Paris 2024 Games of the XXXIII Olympic Summer Games and its handicapable edition, Aussie.

Is it finished, Nina?
Simone que sí, Sirene and, IT!, Is f“unkier than a mosquito’s tweeter » 🦟
Ibid.

 

¹~. Yada, yada, yada 🇮🇱

And Cousin Joe… can Ewe smell the sheeple Ay’m cooking, you Soon-of a bitch? I always knew that youse one of them  North Korea so-called, ‘noble gases’, heck, Willie Geist, I am the one who showed your dumb-ass that box between Pandora’s loins, open:

Previously on, PanºDora’s box:
Congress-element representative, Joseph Charles Scarborough dit “the turd” was popping out of The Box, Jack! And inside of the Red circled box in this frame, perhaps you can distinguish, Cousin Joe’s itsy-bitsy-chincilla nuts, which got caught in a spider’s 🕷️ Web.

 

Tuesday is in effect and, IT!, Will knot—KNOT, maddafakka— will not leave until Wednesday is in.

Fuck, Mí, Marina… It’s only been a century and 50 abortions since the Commandments House had a commandant. And no promotion for Ewe, colonel. .Gideon.

Please be advised that the Étoiles are laying to my Left, you’re right, and Trou 🕳️ North 🧭 is just 45⁰ a wey…  If Only The Paris Tourism Board had the fucking Imagination.

It’s Primetime in Hilo, Hawaii

It’s Viarmes {not} Viernes — Hoy es jueves, don Hoyos.

Felices pascuas, Cerf-panthère… don’t forget that Halloween arrives before the Lamb.

Note to editors:
Please be advised that Öüï is a messenger {and} Eye has nothing to do with the bibliography {nor} the shuffle.

With that out of the way, mister Chess player extraordinaire, here’s that “Flush” i promised you about a month, or so–ago.

Transgender politics.

… And, Willie Geist, you know that the Gwar is over when MSNBC starts auctioning Russian Oligarchie yatchs with ORGY included in the spending bill.

Musical Track:
You Say You Want A Revolution?

But if you go carrying pictures of Poindexter aide [a War Criminal]
You ain’t going to make it with anyone anyhow

Dear, ManyMeroChickens, or as the ASTROS call, IT!, in San Anto,
Poly means many.
mero as an adverb is Spanish for precisely, exactly {or} just.
—Poulos… ask Cibo Matto, because Chubby:
Know your Chicken, you’ve got to Know your Chicken.
{and} don’t forget your radical, because you’ve got to be able to house The Roots.

And here is why, COUSIN JOE, youse from Alabama, you of all pundits know that letting allowing your news GROUPERS¹ the opportunity to bring in a TSA agent in the role of a Beltway reporter is going to ruffle a few feathers with real veterans who have to go FIGHT A WAR for the reasons that THE REAL ALI refused to raise his hand on another human in CHINA LAND²!

https ://www .pewtrusts .org /fr /research-and-analysis /blogs /stateline /2021/09/14 /forget-the-alamo-depicts-a-racist-heritage-sparking-backlash

¹.~ English noun for a BIG FUCKING FISH {or} French for assembling {or} armando if you want to Square Dance the issue.

².~ Nuevo León.

Racist intelligence, or creative ambiguity? Ask Poly-mero-ketópoulos