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Amigo, Woodstock… saludos a Yorch en La Panadería³

Entonces, Duncan Bridgeman, VIVA MÉXICO y tú junto con La Mano de Bernardo Gómez (Televisa) chinguen a su madre.

 

³~. Y no, pinches chairos disfrazados de pueblo (desde los Amigos de Javier Sicilia y pasando por los #YoSoy132académicos hasta llegar con los y las lame botas de Georgina Moreno dirigiendo a morena-francia para el papá de José Ramón López Beltrán), La Panadería en Ciudad Juárez, Chihuahua, no tiene nada que ver con el profesor Alejandro Poiré en SciencesPo ni su pinche partido de Acción Nacional, ¡Bola de putos!

The Charming
Mundo de Le Monde
edition quotidien
Mardi / Mercredi
11 y 12 de noviembre

Té de tila

Té de tila… lo mejor para los nervios d’eso de la deforestación y los cambios PROPRIETARIOS de ACCUWEATHER en Morning Joe.

En fin, sirva esto como memoria de la COP 21 y los grandes reportajes de rfi.

Opus Dei, opus nous, opus öüï-ï life goes on

Don’t touch them ashes, youse gonna kneed’Em# for Wednesday in Mars, and if you love Argentinian telenovelas you’re gonna love La Nueva España. By Eugene Robinson.

Amarillo by Morning… Service Una Vaila en Notimex.

Trust Mí, that nigger’s BEEN to La Argentina, Gene ran the local Presse Shop Pibes at The Rex,  cheap copy of El Paso, Texas, Central Theater 🎭 and it is here where mi padrino don Germán Genaro Cipriano Teodoro Gómez Valdés y Castillo picks up miss Farrington. It’s her last ride but before Pato‘s cocodrilo cruises withTongolele to the other side of the tracks the two embark on a trip to “the smallest city-then” to ever host a World’s Fair and the first, David Frost might have added, the first to have the distinction to be attended by the Soviet Union. The year is 1974 and a year has passed since Tin Tan kicked the bucket.

In Santiago, at the time of Tin Tan’s passing, so did democracy in Chile.

America : a complete unknown
80 years of Bob Dylan’s fireside radio show and the collapse of post-WWII Ronald Reagan Military-Industrial style democracy.

★ Ladies in Gemini: Jacques White y El Buki Mayor°

Me la pelán dónde están… ¡pero nunca en la jurisprudencia monopólica de rfpp, che! Porque la Heróica Embajada bonoaerense de Benito Juárez, en el 19éme de la rue Hidalgo*, se sigue cortando como jocoque en pleno verano en Puebla.

*~. Y Costilla, Miguelito.

Traído a ustedes y ustedas por micro-ficciones Betancourt y Sidral Mundet, traducido por Topo Chico with Lime, y Tequendama sin acento.

Viejas Feas en ficción talleriada.

 

Musical Guest: Los Mechones de La Sonora Dinamita.

Entre eso se mini-ficciona, una mexicana que fruta vendía, ciruela. Chavacano—Melón… Y por supuesto San[$] Domicile en Día.

°~. Schu-schu, schu schu shoe—Changes.

https ://www .mexicodesconocido .com .mx /cuando-sylvester-stallone-trato-de-comprar-la-harley-davidson-de-pedro-infante .html

 

Siempre en Domingo from the Olympia in Paris, it’s like the Ed Sullivan Theater for franchutes.

Previously on, Puto El Que No Cante.

… I had referenced Chucho Salinas and Héctor Lechuga’s play on The Transition between:

Local News… The Global Village.

EL PROCESO
DE LAS SUSTITUCIONES
DE
LA FAYUCA EN LAS IMPORTACIONES
DE IMPORTANTE ENVERGADURA

Musical Guest on RFPP:

Context on the background follows… “parece que va’LLover »,

SUNNYSUNNY (Corleone)

¡Recuérdame!

Quid pro Quack

… La meada es Mea Culpa!

Dear, Kurt Bardella… Gotcha!

Indeed, Mr. Bardella, indeed—Cousin Joe (a Ronald Reagan fiscal conservative republican) is going to burn you at the stake. Unless, Kurt Bardella, unless… unless that dumb blind country fried lawyer denounces Nancy Reagan for what she was, a ROCK HUDSON denier, Kurt Bardella.

For more unsolicited Gotcha’s, tune in to The Reverend Al Sharpton Show, and 🎶 Please, please, please: support your local GRILLO:

“El Ratón Vaquero”, lo mató… Amigo Aldo (del Quinto Patio) siempre fuiste el más alivianado de la banda y por eso junto con los de REZIZTE (excepto a el que Roco se llevó):
BORDER MANIFESTA forever, pachuco.

But Foist… 🎶🎷🗣 Juárez, no debió de morir—Ay de morir 👣🦵🏻🦶🏽💃🏼🌬 porque si Juárez no hubiera muerto— TODAVÍA VIVIRÍA!

On the next segment of: “Por vivir en quinto patio”, Pata de Perro, explica lo que pasa—¿qué pasa?—cuando uno nombra a las cosas… Jorge Saldaña guest stars on a Blast from a “Cocodrilo—RANFLA!”, from the past.

… 🚕

Jump from YESTERDAY revisited

“Luz, roja es la luz
Luz de neón que anuncia el lugar
Baile kumbala bar
Y adentro la noche es música y pasión”¹
🎎 🎷🎷🎷

Attention FRANCE: ⬇️🚫 Does not apply to your social sphere. I feel i must mention this in advance because your populist section is intolerant when one writes or expresses anything without a UNION CARD.

Context follows… in the meantime support your local Asian American Communities.

¹ Previously on Los Hijos del Quinto Patio…
SAX made a most unfortunately departure but KNOT before visiting los CONGALES de Atlanta, en Georgia, on during a Wait-for-Spring to arrive layover.

Anygüey, DeFendente Gènolini, nevermind Peter because he is just stealing from Paul in order to pay Bill. And before Hawaii welcomes in the last day of Winter, i am going to tell you the rest of the patronages that Saint Joseph is also in charge of (punto y coma) so WITT that in M.I.N.D., Lindsey Rieser, here is the rest of what Le Saint du Jour left out of the Story.

Yup! You have to be like a real nerd to cross-reference a plot like this… unfortunately, i don’t have a Union card to be a part of the Audition. Doesn’t matter, the only way that both the elite and the populist section of France can beat me is when i sleep, when they cheat, or when they put me to sleep.

But First! Talk about COINCIDENCES, yesterday as i was covering the Green Manif from the new Children of The Revolution, yada, yada, yada i then went headed over to my temporary sleep-over section of Paname, The Night Before i’d noticed that someone left an extreme weather sleeping bag at the footsteps next to where i pitch my tent (i’m a Urban Camping Fool)… anyhow, the sun was out, the rays were warm, and Dang Damn It, i remembered that i was carrying a succulent motherfucking mango in my high-speed low-drag mini backpack, so i shuffled the fuck out of The Last Manif of Winter 2021 and headed over to my catch some 💤 spot.

Once there, i noticed that the above mentioned sleeping bag was neatly folded on my motherfucking spot, next to it, on a sort of kind of looking cylindrical seating area was a VERY PARTICULAR BOOK that features the mythical pet of the Cluny Medieval Garden, which as Ali Velshi knows (because Ali Velshi is a mythical pet himself over at MSNBC) is the mythical Licorne and, if you did not follow what the past three weeks at Saint Michel have been about, then allow me to explain:

It’s about IDOLS, by Juan Piedraelevada… o algo así.

LMC*: Los naipes de Isela Vega** y los abuelitos de Ch. G.*** meet Don Palabras^

Quick recap… earlier on the references of this scroll (rollo) i highlighted Gerard Depardieu’s Mexican production of “La Chèvre”, and if you’ve ever heard of a guy by the name of Kevin Bacon, then you have probably read or heard about “The 6 degrees of yada, yada, yada”, right? WELL, hunny bunny, it’s not one of those, Isela Vega was more than just ARBAL‘s (Jorge Luke) “affair”, but you can read all about that–somewhere else, in this section she is forever MISS MARCH… yeah, Buddy.

Victoria, according to the Nordic (wink-wink) part of La Argentina… of course, as Evry body knows, Victoria without wings holds a laurel wreath not a fucking sword, but hey, it was the “crazy 20’s” and Hitler on Ice was all the rage… and, Nicolle Wallace, i could have walked to capture that snapshot, but i thought that for once, just once i might be Canadian, —get it? It’s like RAIN on your wedding day, or a free ride once you are already there.

https ://www .abc .es /play /cine /noticias /abci-muere-isela-vega-gran-actriz-mexicana-y-primera-latina-posar-para-playboy-202103102029_noticia .html

Right now, however, i am going to continue with Las Fuentes de doña Vilma y el muchacho feo, de la rue Verneuil, o sea el hijo de los abuelitos de Charlotte Gainsbourg, period!

https ://mobile .twitter .com /lajornadaonline /status /1369797718206521344

*** Ch. G. = Charlotte Gainsbourg
^ Don Palabras ≠ the one writing this blog

En fin, dicen que preguntando se llega a Viena, un antro d’esos donde sirven pulque y otras bebidas exóticas sin Bacardi 🦇… and if you are just joining our exclusive coverage of The 150 Year Anniversary La Commune de Paris Softball Tournament at the Sherman Memorial Baseball Field à Vincennes, you might be wondering who that is covering Second Base, well Rugby fan, that’s none other than Joseph Napoléon The Third, and over at the plate Marine Le Pen is 4th in the batting order, so far in the line-up we’ve got, — Mayor Higalgo, President Macron, CGT Union Leader Philippe (sin tilde) Martinez, and Extreme Right Rep Marine Le Pen… fielding the PITCH-er’s Mound is Louise Michel, and on second base is Napoléon III. 🌬 For those seeking directions to get to Serge Gainsbourg Street, the plaque in brass is the starting point, NEXT TO IT, is el Rey de Bastos, but we’ll leave that for another segment of our exclusive Softball Tournament celebrating the “Communards” of La Butte Aux Cailles.

“De París a Valencia”, o algo así 🔁.

Now before we switch it over to our Amigos valencianos en La rue “Aie Confiance” casi esquina con Le Petit Cluny, be advised that i, Armando Segovia, do not select the first coating of any fondo, let alone someone else’s drafts.

🎶🗣
DICHOsos los poetas pobres
D’ell@s será El Reino de Los Suelos… 448E66F3-15B8-4712-B96B-DF2DBD778B63 🎷

Now the reason i write this is for no other reason than to touch base with The Elements of Style of Mr. S. & W. mentioned yesterday when i cleared what might have/could/perhaps be interpreted as a redundancy in the already saturated Covid-19 update for the Hex de France.

Asi que con colores o SIN, Blah, blah, blah = Palabras, palabras, palabras (for the record, armando no es otra cosa que un Verbo en acción, dicho de otra manera don Pichi y don Avo, lo que se conoce como un GERUNDIO, punto!)… o como dice Rachel Maddow: Wacha lo que hacen no lo que dicen.

🗣 Cierto día Don Palabras
Me contó una extraña historia
De cómo nacen las cosas
Cada vez que uno las nombra (eh) 🎷🎷🎷

Pg. 17 Les Fils du Vent — and “a closer look”

Sumario, pg. 140, “Tout* ce que l’on peut faire en compagnie des CheVaux”; ediciones NATHAN.

Claire Lefebvre, en Gründ; 2005, “1000 infos les chevaux”, de Marion Curry .:. ACC4C9F6-7C17-45AC-A06F-48B9D8EC648A ➿ Es, ciertamente, John Mill Ackerman, lo que tu suegro (Q.E.Paz D.) llamaría « una chicanada », aquí en la OCDE.

*Todo, menos la charreada. Incluso, el capítulo que trata sobre las actividades que se pueden hacer con un caballo (o una yegua si eres LatinX) arranca con una proclamación disfrazada de contenido advirtiendo quiénes son la autoridad que controla dichas actividades.

AnyHOW, Rachel Maddow, the good Milton Freidman fans at BFM’er TV probably think that our triangulation in TechNiColor is about la tal Perrine Storme or about La Caballera* del Zodíaco, knot knowing that Hamburgers in Paradise is just around the corner just before… Wait for IT!, wait… SEMINARY SCHOOL au Molineaux. Now unless you are aware of where all of the Saint Sulpice minor league training camp Padres come from you’ll miss out on the Mystery of Willie Geist being a big “Big” fan of Los Molineros de Issy, which are the Satélite equivalent of VERO BEACH for the San Diego PADRES in the Catholic Church.

Ladies in Gemini… the presidential medal of freedom*

When Jimmy Buffet met Ziggy they had “HAMBURGERS in Paradise.” IN•Deed, Rachel Maddow, indeed .:. 6E2CEF48-02CB-4367-8F74-D9F46EB433A5 .:. Big Fernand was hiring at the time and, this is IMPORTANT for the JACK DORSEY crowd, Jacques Higelin (a French singer) was being asked by a Seine Siren if Öüï was an outlaw? Higelin’s answer was of course, “J’espère”, or Something like, does the Sun sets on a Hypercube à La Défense?

Oh, hey Hallie Jackson! i didn’t realize that you support your local Latin X community… well, nobody’s perfect. Survey here says Öüï still dig your waves.

* football… Anyhow, congratulations to Alabama, you guys are the Champions, (in the TROU sense of what Freddy Mercury meant to imply with that song when Queen rocked you) but before Trump gets to his border waltz rendez-vous, do take a closer look at those WaterBurger Eyes:

Lomo de búfalo bufado… Öüï didn’t kill the cow… pero “tanto peca él (o LA) que mata la vaca, como aquéllos/ellas que le agarraron la pata”.

 Bullit¹ Proofing a story for Zita Arrocha at the Cotton Hall on The UTEP Campus, right there at the Sam Donaldson underground bunker. Pura Vida, profe, ¡pura Vida!

OLD GANNETT known News for dummies: https ://eu. usatoday .com /story /news /politics /onpolitics /2018/02/27 /house-members-can-charge-taxpayers-bulletproof-vests-guards /379469002/

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1. Steve McQueening an independent story that began to unravel at The Sun Bowl. Now, if you are wondering what The Loué 24-Hour Le Mans pilot is doing here, know that if The El Paso Times would have covered Ciudad Juarez, Chihuahua in 2005, when the “shit hit the fan” then doña Kate would have learnt from QUINTANA-Woodstock that Next To where FRANK Sinatra got his “quicky divorce” (just across the Santa FE Bridge) casi esquina con la Calle Stanton y Laboratorios Camacho, en El Paso, Steve McQueen smoked his last FAROS in a clinic that is no longer D.A.R.E. in Ciudad Juarez. 

This has BEAN: gerundiando la noticia, con Steve McQueen.