Must be read in a sort of, kind ah, Swedish teen Voice (you fucking sheeple) on account that Öüï is Knot Sure if youse a Boy or a G’Oil.
Page XV… Napoleón is dead. Long live el sindicato de minas, o algo así:
“Vous êtes trop irritable et il est bien difficile de composer avec vous »…
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and then Puebla goes, “chula, pues”.
Over at The Pershing Memorial Baseball Field à Vincennes, Anne Hidalgo just received a standing ovation from the empty stands.
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Hidalgo’s low-rising curve ball docked on the limited edition aluminum bat* of Georges Méliès’es–ese Louisville Slugger at the CORRECT Angle and sent Michael Collins to the Right Side of the moon, where Commander Collins is now Walking On The Moon.
… [A]nd Loss of Signal: 👁🖤🐑 F4682F53-5179-4A59-8005-C3DB0D143077 🚀 1*). Normally, in soft-speak aluminum bats are the norm, however, Mika Brzezinski… [T]he First 150th Anniversary Softball Tournament at The Pershing Memorial Baseball field à Vincennes offensive operations (innings) were supposed to slugged using specifically turned bats carved from a single Big Would, do keep in mind that for this tournament each of the historical athletes participating at The Plate was issued five bats, and each team was allotted an additional 150 bats for commercial and commemorative purposes, so that’s a lot of Big Would acreage (hectarage around this neck of the woods). Hilarity —if Eye may call IT, D.A.T.) develops when Major League Baseball finds out that Madam Brzezinski (Mika’s mom) had taken all of the Big Woulds (and then some) in order to run a little gallery show in Nantucket, or The Hamptons, or Camp David… the details of the Brzezinski Big Would Extravaganza remain classified.
Now if there are any DANGLING PARTICIPLES, speak now (motherfuckers) or, FOREVER live on pages 11 and 8 of 16 in this Week’s edition en la vecindad de Philippe Labrador, N° 2586.
The following is a Twilight Zone (tribute) script, it is based on the question that Parisian insert and, “pollo rostizado” enthusiast, doña Vilma Fuentes posed to James Joyce about Ulysses or, was it Walt Whitman… who cares! The point is that doña Vilma wants to know what ‘Adriannitititita‘ would say about the COVID–19 confinement and, —coincidently— Öüï actually had the opportunity to run into Adrianne a couple of days ago when Öüï made a stop at Odeon on our way to Saint Germaine-des-Près, and this is what Adrianne Monnier told MÍ:
Las fuentes de doña Vilma:
Just in time context .:. 62C9F523-4EDA-466F-819D-0B37E3A72182 🇲🇽 … [S]hould anyone be keeping score of the cast of luminaries mentioned on this blogand their specific corresponding story arcs on our posts, you should remember that for doña Vilma Fuentes the drug Hydroxichloroquine®️ is the connection to the title of this political cartoon featured in La Jornada, the tangent across this Venn Diagram includes the first reported death (or at least the one that Öüï heard first) for taking doña Vilma’s COVID panacea without a doctor’s order in Great State of Arizona, the irony of it is, that the supplement (with hydroxichloroquine) that killed that poor person in Arizona was supposed to help maintain water pets in that household in “good health”, while at the same time providing for ”an equilibrium” in the exhausting daily life of an aquatic being lounging around in a glass tank. Moral of this segment: Hydroxichloroquine supplements, good for fishbowls, bad for fish lovers.
Many voices have risen to denounce the scandal (malicious gossip used as a noun by doña Vilma): how can the French government decide that the sale of “rotisserie chicken” is more “essential” —word used in the decree— than that of a health book or for the equilibrium of the daily life of a population? (which population?Doña Vilma does not explain, but Öüï gets a sense of who she is privileging with her remarks) Is it possible to imagine Adrianne Monnier (sic).