¡Julieta!!! ¡Julieta! Con una chingada… see what happens when the LatinEx get creative with their names! C’mon MANnnnnn! What ever happened to ‘LUPE’, Guad? You make Guadaloupe sound like Armand, without the, Oh—my goodness.
Actually, Gov. Newsom (D-CA), the “Honorable” Roger T. Benitez has a point, the “Assault Rifle 15” is kind of like a Swiss Army Bank, yeah buddy, that tool is neutral and only cares about filling its $AFES. —_*•!•*_— Judge Benitez: MY MIDDLE FINGER SALUTES YOU… pronounced like this: 🖕🏼 Goooooooo, Shoe-Leatherman™️
Hay te MANDO un saludo, Guad… from The Empty Stands at this Baseball Memorial Field at the HHC and Headquarters of The Île–de–France, Knot “La France,” but “de—France ».
Take it from Mí (that motherfucker) “When You’re a French Director”, Evry body is a Weed, man! —•!•— Take, Luke, for example, unlike his brother he refused to drop the “ke” and [thus] turning his first name into a “Luc” (punto y coma) Owen on the other hand, didn’t have a problem going to bed with “Woody” and changing his nomenclature to OUEN… pronounced: Oh-When! With an exclamatory point blank in Paris.
— ¡Julieta!, Come quick, June (wife of Jupiter) is being a dick at The Golden Corral, and if you are in on the Joke, “you get a massage, you get a massage, you get a massage, etc, etc, etc,…” Aux J.J. Arms.
Hola, Guapa, i bet you think this Post is about you, eh? But in the paraphrased words of Gael García Bernal on an interview with the guy from The Faber Book of Cinema, “the closest that this post is going to get to Hollywood is Tijuana,” no⁉️ La verdad, Julieta, es de que nos colgamos de tu visita a Francia en el 2011, only to remind our non-readers that Öüï is not jumping on any “band wagon” when it comes to covering the visit of Vice-President Harris to Chapultepec.
“Genial” mis huevos rancheros de Fauci… What’s next don Calderón… pots and pans translations for those en La Vereda Tropical, because if IT! is, then my favorite black musician is “Toña La Negra”, just don’t tell the good Rev. Al Sharpton or that motherfucker is going to want Mí, to paint him Angelitos Negros.
ESPECIALLY, Julieta, if Eli Guerra considers that “the guy” who paid your trip to la rue de Saint Germain-des-Prés”, and “not Andrés Manuel López Obrador,” [Jorge Harmodio dix it] turned out to have the same sort of spine that is required to make it in the Swiss Army Knife industry.
Witt D.A.T. in mind, Julieta, and before i switch IT! over to the good people of Aguascalientes (France24) TV, please be advised that Fenster the copy editor is going to narrate the Bottom of the Second, next at bat is the fip . fr programming director… but just who in the Monty Python Flying-fucking Circus is this fucking “programming director?”, well, here’s a picture of the actor who is going to interpret that SumBitch:
Parisians flock to the economy and on the flanks of the RATP Buses, the popcorn industry is re-hashing “The Conjuring”, a song written by Lennon and McCartney but here’s the Twist ~ 不urned into a hit on the Billboards charts by the guy that Metallica could not handle and so those faggots brought in The Exodus fellow. Trou Story.
As Americans get ready to celebrate the Longest Day, and the French await June 21st, it is important to remember just how cruel The Great State of Florida can be at times, take June the 5th of 1939 when a ship (The Saint Louis) carrying Jewish refugees, was denied permission to land in Florida, in the United States, after already being turned away from Cuba. YADA YADA YADA The Saint Louis was Forced to return to Europe, some of its passengers were later REdrum in Nazi concentration camps… (Wikipedia it!)
The Angel of Verdun walks into The J Squad bar and grill; hilarity ensues when Bill Murray orders a “Sweet vermouth with a twist,” please!
🛰 It’s the bottom of the second and Lorànt Deutsch is at the plate, John McCain is next to Third Base and “The Maverick” is trolling President George H.W. Bush, the Philly Phanatic is edging the Senator to do a Shimmy Dance in front of Barbara and Nancy… President Reagan is knot amused. Louise Michel sends a Screwball to The Plate, Deutsch’s slugger connects and it’s a fly-ball to Right Field where, Phil? Fill? is that you PHIL, Pétain?… and it’s an easy out for The Communards All Stars… Barbara’s pale cheeks turn purple after the good Senator ripped his wet tee-shirt and wrapped it bandana-like around his noggin.
And true to form The Philly Phanatic starts messing with The Empire and Senator McCain’s shenanigans have triggered President Reagan and a fight broke-out on top of the visiting team’s dugout, forcing AX-iOS to take a siesta.
And just to top Mika’s coffee cup up, the motherfucking Hindenburg just dropped in the middle of desk. Over on the big board The New York Times, Michael Schmidt, broadcasts a hostage message from the belly-of-the beast.
And in New Jersey… Stephanie Ruhle became homeless and moved her operations to the Local Mall, stay strong Steph!!! — Pay no attention to the muzzled guard dogs, if you don’t look’em in the eye you will be alright.
And in Babylon Two… The Reverend Al Sharpton is Stringing kids on a conductors car… or something like that. The RATP à la Île-de-France is not am•used. The Mayor there (at Babylon 2) got an “F” but he’s got Mr. Yang’s back. Gooooooo, Brooklyn Dodgers!
Political cycles aside, Babylon’s favorite daughters (all cities are Female) Panamæ and New Amsterdam, are holding elections and wouldn’t Eye, of all Bums Be on the Plate. Eye guess the FO’ist thing to say is “good looking-out” followed by a nominal Check Please, and Pundit—here is Y… (pronounced WHY) Garret Haike? Why? Why would you use a green screen? Why?
You are not Groot, Garret. But Eye appreciates your effort, but consulting fees for uninspired MSNBC producers are not free, freedom is, but consulting fees are Knot. “Only pay for what you need” is going to make of Jack a dull boy, and Eye knows you’ve seen that movie too… and Eye didn’t select the angle, your camera person did.
June 5th, 1944 – World War II: The United States Fifth Army captures Rome… and so unless you are into polygoty or German Studies in France, you can thank an American for keeping your beautiful language from going the way of Carthage’s dead tounge… i digress: Camus was a fag.
And, Pundit, Why would Donna Edwards hang an Abstract AK-47 on her green-screen, Why, Congresswoman Y?
And Sam Stein… nice tie, man. Carry on, but don’t fuck it up. Those damn progressives are going to be hanging at the levee and if IT! Breaks it’s your fault (motherfucker).
For context, i don’t know if there’s such a thing as a re–incarnation THEY, but what i do Know, is that the marinating time for a good idea to be Etched in Stone again is 4 years. Ask Simone at La Mairie de Paris, Madame Anne Hidalgo—she’ll Show You.
Now then, for all you Monkees up in Heaven, a couple of years ago I, armando segovia, showed you the Sound of Woody Wood Pecker on the Seine… and Pierre, i can assure you that this is Knot one of Those. This here Madame PrietaGala is the sound of Memo Picapiedra (and I swear to goD that that is his name, but in French) doing what he does best, and if you catch Memo at The House of Detention he’ll Tell’ya that like Mí, he is a Paris im’plant notin-plant. Ask him! G’Ahead—He’ll tell Y’all.
… offline, please note that a Clear Sign of the A Poco Lips Sis is the fact that Paris invented a Ukelele Club and a Young Senator Mazie Hirono (D-Hawaii) was caught between The Man from La Mancha and Victoria being all giddy and jolly.
A “P” in the Bush is usually sponsored by Tyranny or The 3rd Reich Bank of America… this is why you can’t have NICE things Paris, Texas.