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Picture yourself : on a bushy pelouse waiting for Julio to arrive

It Never Entered My Mind… Vibrating chairs for pundits, imagine what it will DEW for the radius around the Seine.

Today’s ice cream is sold in a weave 🧺 basket and it’s RED. Over at France 2 it’s Toulouse sausages with Popcorn for the film.

Ewe need me on THAT wall, Hidalgo.

Now showing.

 

Pomodoro Tomatillo de Munera productions présent:

📍Dinner and a movie 🍿

Saint-Tropez de nuevo y Con La Misma Piedra. En cuestión de amores I bet you think this shirt is about you

Le Luth Continue, Lutecia.

Glad Tidings and a Happy Meal near your pelouse… it’s Get Back to Sciences Po with your host Donald “McDo” Morrison and the doors au Mans chez Marcel Marceau… it’s where mimes go to fuck. And if your name is Johanne Marie Grazia Poisson, you know exactly where THE STREET of that centro de formación for mute clowns is in relation to that McDo near the 24-Hour Track… “ya llegó Nikki LAUDA” 🏎️ John Player Special is at The POLE 🚦🚥🚦🚥… 🚧

And, Révérend Al Sharpton… did Joe Scarborough just fuck up George Foreman’s obituary? Jesus Christ, Joe!!! No TouLOUSE Saucisse for you 👨🏿‍🍳… here’s your short-order Joe:

Tue’res 🐂 La Nueva España… with LETTUCE 🥬 and TOMATOES, hold the pickles 🔱.

Deux Boules and Two Lousy Sausages, would you like a Corndog with that order, sir? 

😁

ad hoc en Pointe de Hoc

And Katty Kay… did Joe Biden transplanted the 405³ to the A86, he could have just taken the Orlybus. The last head of state that bottlenecked the Ile-de-Pécresse, was Angélica Rivera and her beau de telenovela, Enrique Peña Nieto, who clogged the Pont Neuf with an Eddie Murphy “Coming To America” convoy on their way to a recently elected Anne Hidalgo in 2015.

Right on thyme…

https ://www .cnews .fr /france /2024-06-06 /joe-biden-en-france-le-cortege-impressionnant-du-president-americain-paris-video

³~. San Diego Fwy N.

The Forever War… with Richard Haass, American apologists from the Henry Lane Wilson institute.

Synopsis… Richard Haass sees the American Century from the eyes of Huckleberry Finn. Haass an Uber WASP from the Grove in San Francisco, défends the Manifest Destiny of the American Empire, but blames the emergence of Donald Trump on a glass half-empty view of CAPITALISM.

And, President Biden, I don’t choose the book reviews on the Morjo Show, heck it’s not even Clemens fault or Tom Sawyer’s Southern Folk, but mister Haass could take a page from Antoine Compagnon’s foreward to his fellow French VOLK when he defended Morrison (Donald, not James), but just what the heck is Dark Brandon trying to do with that 70-plus vehicular “nothing to see here” Entourage to The Beast through the streets of the 7ème? And don’t tell Mí that he’s trying to save Ukraine.

Inter-mission — hoy no hubo Jazz.

Old Or°leans, it doesn’t matter. We don’t necessarily agree with the Mayor, but Eye reckon one must be French to get away with such “vows”, eh‽

Yes, doctor… Wenowdis, period!

Good night and Good Strike, after the break it’s, “Mission to Mars” one FORESKIN at a time, starring Joe Gainsbourg and the lure of a fly-fishing man.

Satisfaction… not while fip . fr support petty criminals turned into Juanito’s madrinas

¡Ya lo tengo Futuro Pelo!!! I know why there is a Paris, Texas. Eye Dew, I do.

Roll Over Beto Ben.

It’s only bad Rock and Roll, but meh 😕, Country Music is just French Rock and Roll… on a Miss y Sippy River Boat queen from the Crazy Horse, or the Lido.

Pleased to Meet You, ¿Callas or is that your Last (known) Name?

Issy, fip . fr, I know you saw who stole my 20 Euros, (€) you don’t need to have that note 🎵 returned to Mí, consider, IT!, the admission 🎟️ ticket to see to witness French Culture go the way of Marcel Marceau on the cover of a Rosecrans Baldwin paperback writer, tome.

But first, chingue a su madre³, Juanito Guanavacoa, but he gets credit for dropping his lame-ass blues intro on RFPP . net, for a Colombian version of “ya te cayó el veinte”.

³~. Todos los mexicanos y mexicanas somos hijos e hijas de La Chingada—tu puta madre, cabrón

Anyhow, Pablo Torre, after the next headline, I’ll try to circle your Asian ass into the Mexico news thing that I have going here for the benefit of Juanito Guanavacoa’s son, and Canada, of course.

For the record, la policía federal mexicana nunca se encuentra a nadie por casualidad, Jamás! Mexican Gestapo crooked federal cops always have their eye on the target 🎯. Even French fagetty astronauts.

Sophie Velasco is on Second, with I-ran on La Grenelle, and that’s all I have, today’s guest on the Juanito Guanavacoa’s Show will some day look back on their collaborations with “Juan”, and fuck I don’t know, I am only the stupid little messenger.

Now have your C.A.F. award those purse-snatching fellows full R.S.A. and a furnished studio somewhere along Haussmann Boulevard. Clap, clap, clap 👏🏼.

Un aplauso también a Hamas for getting in-Synch with this week’s theme and liberating TWO Filipino hostages, aguacate 🥑 farmers no less.

Fuck you, Matt Dæmon! Now that youse in Marseille head over to Nantes³

Not That I Would Do It Again… but if Eye ever did do it A-Gain, Yoya no en°GRAS°hARIA los ejes de tu Carreta. Al fin que Ami, pues a Mí le gusta que suenen, —pa’que los quiero En°Graciados.

³~. You son of a bitch! The Poles are blocking and the grain 🌾 keeps a’Rollin all night long!

Top 🎩 o’The Morning, Mika. And mister Avocado Hass, never mind the Smoke in The Water, it’s all about them mines on the WaWa. Admiral Stradivarius reports.

Thanks, Obama… A-Gain!

 

Across The Seine, King Chuckles III visited the French Assembly Line and word from Bordello is that The King is going to be talking about Ketching-Up with global warming. Lucky for U.S., French journalist Ariane Lavrilleux, I have the right ingredient for this skillet, and that’s Kerry’s 57 Var°i.e.°Ties Ketchup.

And with that, Britannia said farewell to Marianne, it’s ∴ symbolik ∴ of course. The most relevant image from this three-THEY trip came at 15h18 when the king drank red-red wine; fucker got tipsy and then his Highness was forced, precisely at 14h46, to take the tram. Camilla Queen was not a Muse(d). I’d tell Ewe all more about the rosbif/frog affaire…

But first, it’s the exorcism of French Culture and the apostasy of François a Là Patate. Remember now, it’s the XVII Century in France and yesterday was Ground Hog Day!

Continued from page 82… “— Phil!”

The comparison of nuns to traveling Italian acrobats, [or mexican mariachis³] meanwhile, alienated d’Aubignac from church officials. On the last day of his visit, a document circulated, allegedly a letter written by one of the demons. According to d’Aubignac’s own account:

³~. Emphasis on the mariachi is mine.

 

[T]his letter asserted that Madame the duchess of Aiguillon had with her a magician, and though it did not name him it described him well enough that it was easy for all who knew me, or had seen me in Loudun, to realize that it was me.

“— Told you, call me Bronco”

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“— Sorry, Bronco”

The magic that d’Aubignac was accused of performing was in fact a form of disenchantment: THE EXORCISM OF DEMONS THROUGH THE COMPARISON OF SACRED AND PROFANE BODIES³. When d’Aubignac exorcised the corpus of Homeric poetry from the priesthood of scholars, change the scenery to that of the street [MANIFESTATION], and the demon—the author³— vanishes.

³~. Clearly, d’Aubignac was a fan of Ricardo Garibay y su estilo lamentablemente inconfundible para enoblecer lo vulgar.
https ://data .bnf .fr /fr /11904147 /ricardo_garibay/

³~. O mismo un mariachi… pffft!

Warm up your lertover popcorn, Medhi… you ISIRI… are my favorite Devil, next to  Avi Velshi, off-course, but don’t quote Mí on, IT!, because like Lavrilleux, Eye does not like to disclose the sources, it’s not only unbecoming for a journalist, it’s kind of fascist for a POLICE INSTITUTION to demand these. Especialmente, y como TU, Alicia Leos, comprenderás cuando los sapos¹ de la administracion ( HOLLANDE y luego MACRON) eran los de la manifestación.

¹~. Informants if they have a SciencePo connection, snitches if they were GOY.

French police release journalist arrested for reporting on alleged France-Egypt spy operation

Amnesty International’s secretary general Agnes Callamard said: “It is deeply chilling that, almost two years after the revelations that France was allegedly complicit in the extrajudicial executions of hundreds of people in Egypt, it is the journalist who exposed these atrocities that is being targeted, rather than those [Juanito Guanavacoas*] responsible.”

Agence France Presse, vía France 24 . fr

*~. Emphasis from the staff.

If youse just joining the transmission,

Nobody seemed to know Mí, Évry’s body passed Mí by 🖕🏼

 

🥔 🤡 🍟🎈

Affirmative Action at the P.E.N. Club de France — Dew Ewe fuckers like tuna?

It’s Friday night Primetime in Hilo, Hawaii, and over in at the putas red light district de Pigalle, home of “Les Rats du Petit Moulin” y… de las tunas de un nopal it’s the Deadline for Entry into the P.E.N. Club (elitist) Translation Prize of 2023.

Today’s word of the They, dear Martin at “Le Grand institut de la statistique publique française”, en la bagagerie de Marie-Ange Schiltz is:

Shadenfreude

from the German (joy of the French’s misfortune).

I did ask if youse motherfuckers, “sprechen sie Deutsch? », didn’t Eye? So get back, honky cat. ÖÜÏ didn’t start that fire, but we did forewarned BRONTIS and Stephanie Menou at the Cité préfecture all those years ago. And, Bruno, que dice la Doctora, J-G Poisson 🩺 🐟 que por favor le saluden a Talía Olvera y a su patrona de ella, Barbara Carol de Obeso, en el show de Juanito Guanavacoa en Botzaris.

 

Under all that American ruble in the Academy, Öüï just learned that her name was Nicolle, and she once brought back a ROSE 🥀 to life.

Yeah, so normally as a norm our shit is fucked up, period! With that in mind, police radio interference is bunchin’ up today’s Deadline feature… bola de —putos.

In France, your won rights are closer than a crash-test dummy appears.

La tuna no es como las sardinas la pintan, en primer lugar, la tuna es desértica y tú mamá también, have some atún, it’s a cold platter.

Any how, shit’s going down at the Pinault Collection…Get Off’ my Lawn! You young people. And homie, leave those cops z’alone

The Death of French Commerce, long live the market.

And Gene Robinson… yo’Black-ass knows what goes good with Thon?

— Ketch-up… in Mexico a Zero Plus game es un “cero a la izquierda”, dijo El professor Alejandro Valenzuela en Sciences Po. Elítismo Immaculado.

Friday, June 30th, 2011… Paris, Francia_ To stand in solidarity with the new cuts at la Maison de La Radio on JFK Ave., in Paris, France, MGMT fucked with the models and fondled the mannequins notwithstanding the Summer Break. In Babylon Two (NYC) it’s “death and taxes” but in France it’s mimosas for Breakfast 🥞. Indeed.

Know Your Value … page 50 B.A.Soul

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… [P]orque de Europa, escribió alguna vez, Octavio Paz, ¡que los chilangos! salieron de Los indios.

Y luego, por si sobrara menos, los brasileños salieron de la sala de Mrs. Robinson en fip . fr… deviants. The whole lot of you. Including, Messi.

 

 

Secrets in Plain Sight.

From the producers of Paris I Love you, but you can go fuck yourself, (wait scratch that…) but you are bringing me down, and The Death of French Culture, comes the story of, “La Grande Flemme” and the betrayal of Le Figaro with a €20K L’Oréal grant… Por, Iz Cova Sin Filtro, — en Abu Dhabi…  because like Qatar, with the Fifa World Cup 2022,

le régime d’Abou Dabi est une monarchie héréditaire, qualifiée d’autocratie : bien que les libertés sociales soient présentes, les habitants n’ont aucun droit politique (droit de vote, etc.) et la liberté d’expression est très fortement encadrée³.

³Abou Dabi (émirat) — Wikipédia (wikipedia.org)

Abu Dhabi is the perfect stage to have a WOMAN over 50* Forum, with the wife of a Peacock’s Pundit.

Summertime
And the livin’ is easy
Fish are jumpin’
And the cotton is high
Oh, your daddy’s rich
And your ma is good-lookin’
So hush, little baby
Don’t you cry…

*~. years old.

After the break, the enemy of the French’s enemies are their (the Very French) best friends. With that in mind, Donald John Trump threatens to make another run for the presidency of Them United States of America.

Pinche 🤌🏽 Tavo… y por eso Cerati, se fue a morir en El D.F., eh? I was there, boludo squatted the intensive Coma Center during the Day of The Dead installation at La Catedral in October of 2010.

If my French, is still accurate, this means that the Elysée is about to invite “little Donald” for this year’s edition of “Niggers on Boats”. Sponsored by none other than “the socialist ARGENTINA 🇦🇷.

Because just like the pulgas del perro agradecido, las plumas de Las aves de Roma, anyone? las plumas de flock to°get•her fly to, what?

Scarborough? Birds of a… Scarborough?

But then again, Eye told you so back in 2015, but you didn’t care.

Jeff Aerosol vS Flatus Bovis… La Vache on the Wall 🧱

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I like birds.

 

the only true constant in life, is of course, Mexican style Lucha Libre.

Mexican proverb from the Golden Age of el pancracio.

Eye see your “Petete” and I raise Ewe: Super 🌟 Muñeco.

“Toxic like a can of…”, any one, toxic like a can of aerosol cans on a hazardous waste, or like Trump’s spray-on tan.

American gringos

 

Regurgitate, Ruminate …
Designate your love as fate
A one-world state as human freight
The number eight, a white-black state
Try not to hate
THE ANIMAL WE ATE 🐐

INXS

Hoy no hubo Peniche… fuck fip, no Jane no deal!

Free Range Hotdog

 

Öüï want the Jane. — Öüï gotta have the Jane 👄, Öüï want the Jane. This capsule is approved by Cypress Hill and Fandango Records.

Any how, I Love You, Mary Jane. No Jane, no Mary, and lemme’ tell y’all, thEE Reverend Al Sharpton will knot! Will KNOT let Mí, LIE!!!  No Mary, no Baby Jesus ∴ know Christmas 🌲.

{and}

Is D.A.T. watt Ewe Reuilly really Reuilly wants, or is D.A.T just a Brazilian PicPuss y Kat?

Any HOW, Eye FO’ken Found Jan de La Ville Net’s TICKET STASH, behold, Coq Suckers:

🎫🎟️🎫🎟️🎫🎟️🎫🎭🎫🎟️🎫🎟️🎫🎟️

Öüï don’t need no stinkin’ badges…

Told y’all that Jan did not care, Jane could care less 💅🏻 Villenet don’t need no $tinkin’ tickets.

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“This could be the beginning of a beautiful Vernissage »

Jour et Nuit…

Artificial Intelligence Free… Our Snapshots are free-range. In this frame: La Musa de Tizoc Infante.

We interrupt this farewell to bring you the latest on Ringo STARR’s missing chair. It turns out that George “it’s always the quiet one” Harrison sold the artifact to Robert Plant, Who in turn lost it on a wager at The Needles in VEGA’s.

Nice, we’ll always have Vega, I’m SiRIUS and you are not.

Any how, the effects were immediate but it was not as if SciencesPo incomunicado Donald Morrison y “su cosa loca” about the death of French culture, did not foretold this week in the French Presse, heck, the Sign–Off of Jan de La Ville Net from France Culture was coordinated, media wise, just as Rosecrans Baldwin had illustrated in his book about Parisian real estate agents, and how they love to test the matelas for “bounciness”.

Sisyphus may have cheated death, but not The Taxman. With them lines in mind, “let Mi, tell Ewe, how it will be”.

That’s Why goD made the Beach Boys 📻.

— There’s one of SIXTO’S frames for Le Monde nº 24143 , Samedi 20 AOUT 2022. Sixto is like Bob Dylan without the Old Gringo Desperado look {or} in Tamaulipas, he could pass for a Chilango postizo such as Amandititititita’s dad, El Sacerdote Rupestre… nada que ver with The American Priest in Paris.

Don’t Tread on Flo’… In Local news at proceso news network, the Irony is lost en El Montaje de la série El Caso Florence Cassez y LOS ZODIACO.

— Nineteen from Madison Ave., for Le Figaro , nº 24264: I Am 32 Flavors, and then some, ISSY! Ou-ou Ou-ou—OU, qué feo estás.

[Supporting video evidence of Sisyphus at the Jan de Ville Net farewell Bach Canal …

 

goes here.]

— Somewhere in the middle is the portrait of the PERFECT American, according to some chick named Jan Juego Verde (in pink), “Elvis Presley et le cinéma” on Ediciones ROUGE profond. 2021_Aix-en-Provincia, or Something like that.

To Sit and Let Rest

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