Show it again Joe… gas works

“Oh, that’s just another They in New York City,” as explained by Mayor Bill De Blasio on the Morjo Show… “Wet Teddy Backs!”—Wet teddy bears.

What are you going to do next, RAPE me — like Catholic priests do? It has been EIGHT months since i filed a complaint against police abuse here in France, AND SALMA HAYEK (p.74, PARIS MATCH du 22 au 28 juillet 2021)… let me go get a picture of Sebas across the French NBA satellite à Paris 13éme, and if your husband doesn’t block the wordpress site from the PINAULT Centre, i will show you what Kennedy looked before Ted Cruz dad shot his head to smithereens. Just the facts, even if my name is not OLIVER Stone — although i do recall the night when the Director and me crossed paths^, precisely outside of the Soup Line at Saint Eustache. Check the record.

Do you play PING PONG, Mr. Stone?

* I was ascending from one of the 665 movie halls inside of what used to be Les Halles, and nothing but a mall (punto y coma) Mr. Stone was on his way down to the main theater of them other 665 movie halls of what is now nothing more than just another American brandwith the French Touch, of course.

In conTexto, para Pablo y El Agente OSS 117 (75013 entre Le Temps des Cerises and “a bucket of chicken”:

Lorem Ipsum… wait fo’IT. Wait… and i’m back, and before fip . fr brings out the Summer wine, y pues ValgArma la Serendipia, Salma Hayek, but and before i establish how a Fishbone album connects to Claire McCaskill’s cloakroom connection at La Bourse in front of Pablo’s studio, which overlooked the Eiffel tower from the top of a Kentucky Fried Chicken at Place de l’Italie check this out.

Forrest Gump was a FAG!

The first thing that you need to know about a very exclusively open place where Evry body knows your name (Paris) is that if you are in on the joke (from the beginning, knot Yesterday) then you would know that you are never more than 3 degrees (not 6) of separation from a place, person or institution that is linked to La rue Borrègo (75020)…

__ which ValgArma la redundancia, Salma Hayek, if the idiot should ever be in on the joke, like say the SECuRITY detail guarding the former Catherine de Medici tower IS then you would know that the EmerGency exit at the former commodity (agro) exchange is linked to THE DOGMA section of this PAGE then Kamila, let me tell you that La Bourse enfrente de la AFP está a tan solo unos pasos de la ventanilla de STEPHANIE MENOU at the Prefectura de Paris-Cité (2015).

https ://imdb .com /title /tt1640718 /?ref_ =m_nm_knf_ act_i17

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With that in mind, Salma Hayek, ValgArma el recordatorio necesario para poder participar en este corrido… musico-y-literalmente relevante is that EWE must be in on the joke, period, otherwise you fall into one of two categories:

1. You are a hitman or Black Widow

That’s right, Dimitru—my friend, “no money no Cry”, said The Count Marley… And Mr. Pinault, because you can transcend prefectures, gobernaturas, and Even (dare Eye Say) The Presidents, you can may review the logs from the most informed Cop in Paname, i know that you can be in on the joke with a Truman Burbank sense of omnipotence*

2. A 🙈French 🙉 Benevole 🙊

*In the movie, and Eye is not making this up Miss Pantimonio (del PATRImonio) transliterates to Ed Harris.

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Fuckkkkkkkk, Eye didn’t think

Over at Le Figurines “entre Guillemets*” del Mundo de Le Figaro, goD taketh away The Bach, Jean-Sebastien —Back!

* Pg. 19 Opinions… Le Figaro Nº 23 929.

Jump to La Grange where Billy is Welcoming Pablo onto the Stage… “Yeah, Buddy! »… B.O.N.E.S. follows, it’s an Old Segovia Road Extravaganza que ni en Cannes, SALMA HAYEK, —ni en Cannes.

The password is: The monk bought lunch

A Colbert reportage [place holder for Amnesty International, PARIS] goes here:

Per your request, Mr. Pérez, the following is a segment D.A.T. Eye is going to call, —con el permiso de Roger— Roger and Mí 🌬DB17CE92-8BF4-4C0E-98E4-22E43EDFC479 💨 * Cowbell equals Context… and Tim Apple, you son of a bitch, —WHY? Why is there no cowbell emoji on your danG’on diVice? Eh! 🎨 Guess that Eye is going to have to draw you a picture.

BUT FO’ist, WAIT!!! Stop the Art Review‼️‼️‼️HOLY FUCK! Roger, not to be outdone by Nashville’s 4th of July celebratory celebration of some kind of ceremony, La Mairie de Paris is bringing out Les Plagues, ⛱  or something like that (all Whale skeleton, no umbrella when it rains)  by The Seine, take it from Jonah, he’s been around.

This is what Ewe might call, an ironic shade of logistics. It’s part of the infrastructure if you can go beyond High-Speed DSL amtracks from Peru, and Mr. Pérez, Eye knows that Ewe know what Mí is talking about.

Any how, Mr. Pérez, gonna jump to page Tú and for the rest of the week you SiR will be the centerpiece. You Are Going to Like the way you look, but if your ASS CALLED THE CODE RED, you are going to be brushed-off. D.A.T. i promise Mr. García, at the Mexican Consulate and The Bourse de Paris… where little’ol Eye sleeps… for now.

Live from the Rock and Roll Circus, it’s the most famous newspaper clip in Neil Young’s “free world »: J’Accuse…! Details after all this time remain murky in innuendo, but Öüï gets it.

Any how, ELISA JO… will you marry Mí? There’s one condition though, you must keep your promise to always walk on the sunny side of the Street, —even when it RAins.

… [B]ecause a picture without context is in the best scenario, pro•pa•ganda (punto y coma) and at the opposite end of the Spectrum, it is probably quite possibly nothing more than advertisement for the masses.

It’s the bottom of the Third, and Paris All-Star Mayor, Anne Hidalgo, remains at the mound, the score is not relevant this early in the game suffice to say that the Paris All-stars playing are down by more than three runs, Army Staff General, Alfred Dreyfus is first in the Bating Order and Alexis the “Tee” de Tocqueville follows and then you can expect to see the King’s confessor, The One and Only, Père Lachaise.

Over on the color channel, the all-khemists All-Stars are breaking the Color CYAN down (punto y tome) but in a good güey, Carroll. And, Willie Geist—across the street at Studio 3A in Babylon 2, it’s Hot Lips meets Major (representative in Pennsylvania) Houlahan.

Objects on mirror are closer than they appear 🚲🚲🚲🚲 Over at Le Tour de France, Marianne, not the France is considering making the VACCINE mandatory, not an option. And, Marcus Miller … Eye regret to inform you that a SCHEDULING CONFLICT will make it impossible for U.S. to meet you à Juan (pronounced ‘YuAn’) on account that i am due for a second shot of that Covid potion. Carry-on… Yo, SPIKE! SPIKE!!! SPIKE! Don’t make me get on an SNCF stow-away spot and Troll your Cannes-es_Ese. I have three day’s to spare.

And, Cousin Joe, IDE (pronounced like) I’d tell Ewe what, CyanIDE) the reason that historians call it the “roaring 20’s” is because “pan y circo” was already taken by the Umpire! PLAYBOL.

 

Commission française de l’électricité, presenta:

Fairy tales can come true, it can happen to you, if you’re Slim at heart 🎶

¡Si se puede! The time is now, and if you get to live to a hundred and nine, you too could have your own Mexican Revolution, heck you already have a trailer [here] and an official poster [Octubre tenía que ser].

https ://www .jornada .com .mx /notas /2021/02/02 /politica /reforma-de-amlo-pone-por-delante-produccion-de-cfe/

As that develops, let u.s. not forget what this section is about (punto y coma) it’s about triangulating the positioning of Perrine and Teeny Tiny Cat, in Technicolor vía el Equinox de la Porte de Versailles. Semolina Pilchard reports from La Nacional de Mitterrand.

Anyhow, Perrine, the year was 2017. The month was, lemme see, Let—Mí_ see, déjame Ver por dónde quedaron todos esos Castillos de Sand(ra) en la Catedral. And this is where MEDIAPART WAS SUPPOSED to syncopate the timbal with my Drums, but something got in the way and it took 4 years to CATCH the 705 on the CFE line… and so como dice la canción, “Here i am, Baby.”

I told you so, and in so many words, AMOR en ROMA this is how the Death of French, or any less insignificant (by VERY French standards) Culture begins to unravel, and this is the CUE to tell you that Rachel With Glasses looks like Buddy Holly.

Still to come, Police Squad à la mode de Caen… 🎶🤾🏽‍♂️🗣 ¿Qué de dónde, amigo vengo?

Georges Méliès is your template to what follows if you don’t listen to the great-great—Great French grandson of Thomas A. Edison. Do you, my little FROGGIES know where your greatest film maker ended up at? Inside the Old Gare de Montparnasse… COPYRIGHT—mis güevos.

Of course, when that happens (take place, pues) all of your Goncourts, your Césars, your Comédie française will be handled by “people who know”… the Cousin of the Compadre of the Beau-père de la mademoiselle:

So… did you really, really think that the Thrill be gone? Knot when i’m around.

 🎶🎹 “C’est la vie“, say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell…

You don’t say… Extra, extra!

It’s the bottom of the Third¹ and Camilo Cienfuegos is at the Mound²…

Walk like an Egyptian

Walk like an Egyptian, because nobody Walks in El Ey.

Hey!…  remember Sirene, “we don’t search, öüï find,” glad you could follow; but since earlier in the transmission, öüï got you on the wire, could you be a sport and relay to Google that we [the staff] accept the offer, Eye will have our people talk to the androids at Silicon Ct., and arrange for your transfer and our transfusion.

“Enhanced storytelling experience that lets people go deeper into [mo’stories]”

https ://edition .cnn .com /2020/06/25 /media /google-news-publishers /index .html

Deer, Nicolle Wallace,

Eye hopes that you don’t go misinterpreting this post–impeachment intervention wit the regular trollin’ that you most certainly have not become used to, because of course, you don’t read this most non–motherfucking consequential blog, but Pundit, how the fuck are you going to interview someone who outranked you while working at that House that is falling apart? Eye mean, talk about an opportunity to read between the lines in real time. Anyhow, don’t you go letting that stupid mustache go distracting you from the most important thing on tonight’s show, the promotional tour of an opportunist government insider who happens to be a warmonger and, an author.

Gone fishing.

Now you did it, VOA

Now you did it, VOA .::. 59C7C4BD-851E-4140-A5B0-F55240658A38 🐟 It was supposed to be Rachel’s night off and Eye don’t know W.H.O. was supposed to get the Pole, but Rachel was most definitely going to dress up as a Phat Black Bass and crash Seth Meyers Furry party… but, NO, the VOA had to go all Goebbelsy on the Rest of The Story. Fascisti!!!

TimeStamp: 10 am in Hilo, Hawaii.

Over in Washington, Nicolle just flipped the “smile Ashley Parker” switch and some dude from Florida is annoyed because people won’t wear their damn masks.

Meanwhile, at the set on Seth’s attic, the picture on top of Mr. Meyer’s copy of The Thorne Birds mimicked a perfect landing in Charleston, South Carolina, with the mirror of Mr. Giuliani.

… Extra, extra, “John Bolton is a man of integrity,” according to John Bolton, goddammit! If called in a parallel universe where a squad is told to take on a Hill, knowing that it would be a one–way–trip, John Bolton would say: Leave it to the wisdom of the American hippies to go fight! It’s a lost cause, I march to a different Drum, said John Bolton in a parallel political show called “Plenty of fucking Time Washington”.

Deer, John Bolton… The most factual criticism is worth less than the peanut that Seth Meyer is left with after sucking on M&M’s if that criticism is not delivered in a timely manner, you know, sir, before a National Emergency arises on the desk of an incompetent leader of the free world… such is the case of Brazilian President, Jair Bolsonaro.

https ://www .bbc .com /news /world-latin-america-53154890

Breaking the interview

YEEEEEESSSSS! Nicolle is going to detention!!! Eye is going to [have to] brush up on my Morse Code and then watch the Bolton interview, —again— just to hear Mr. Bolton insist on keeping a Republican majority at The Hill, which in a parallel universe we have established that he, Mr. Bolton, would not charge, except maybe with a Department of Defense Black-ops Credit Card.