Ewe are KNOT going to believe what STAR spelt backwards turns out to be… a fucking SAPO

And in París, Juanito Guanabacoa is talking efemérides, he is already reading November’s historic events, but not without smearing the Ayotzinapa picture of Alicia Leos before she turned into a mariachi STAR.

Tíquete from the thickest thicket.

 

But that is not all, Juanito Guanavacoa is catching-up with September’s news of the They, but that is only because THE PARIS PRÉFECTURE has banned shitty harmonica jams while Israel is mourning. Instead, today’s Juanito Guanavacoa’s Show is formatted as a melodramatic telenovela of the AMLO’s fifth “informe de gobierno” de los Mexicanos del rancho de Botzaris, propiedad PRI°vada de una sociedad asociada desde 1901.

 

In Montreuil-sous-Bois… Freddy Cats has been commissioned to create live-action figurines of the IDF blowing Gaza babies into tiny “barbarian” pieces. The financing runs on Marianne’s deep-deep artist’s fiduciary funds for Fraternity Fronts.

It wasn’t me, it’s Marianne’s and her Institution’s fault, said the former Prime Minister, adding, give that ‘artist’ full RSA benefits (no questions asked) for being such a good madrina for the prefecture de police à Cité (75000) and Seine-Saint-Denis (93100).

Sorry, about that, had I known that French Hippocrates would turn out to be a Canadian hypocrite, Eye would have gone to Spain and finally see what la pasión de La Corrida is all about. Instead, I can confirm the hypothesis of the current Mexican president and which, proposes that « corruption » has been Mexico’s biggest problem, and this is where Manuel Valls and the sycophants from the proméxico crowd, plus “Las Fuerzas Vivas“ de John Mill Ackerman (y vaïa-Valla) que sí son Bien Bibas, eh, —es más, a Juanito Guanabacoa y a Los Amigos de México en la Casa de Jorge Harmodio (Instituto de la –ñ– en GEORGE V) les consta, pero es contra los intereses del profesor Alain Rouquié en la MAL217 del IHEAL en La rue de Memo de Sarah-n’dear, because that BOAT ⛵ that is about to Land at The Parvis del Beaubourg (París 3).

Driver’s license… and other assorted trámites en la bendita Îlle—de—Pécresse… have Eye told Ewe lately, D.A.T. Eye has a Combat Tank Operator and Driver’s license on file? It’s trou 🕳️.

Fuck yoU, Nancy Reagan… and your actor president Aussi³!

COTEJADO… Bootes Boötis Bisous Barber 💋.

 

³~. Sincerely, Rock Hudson at The American Hospital in Levallois, Île-de-Pécresse.

Say no to The Regan* legacy… I’m Sirius and happy New 🌑 Moon, fuckers.

 

*~. Sorry if Eye misspelt your fucking National Airport’s nomenclature.

Any how, this is The War On Peace Report… now with Mexican Fentanyl de la china poblana de BOTZARIS, FRANCIA. And what better color than the very color that represents a certain shade of Pink, and that shade of course is R 228, G 0, B 124, “hot pink” or simply, Mexican Pink. Issy, G.L.O.R.I.A. this segment is narrated by La Barbie.

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please be advised that the maker of this most non-consequential blog do(es) (k)not select the Events of the day, nor the quick snapshots by those who for better or worse made history today. Por ejemplo, Field Marshall Carlin agrees, Benjamin Netanyahu’s Blitzkrieg into Poland… wait, (k)not Poland, but a place called Gaza is making Field Marshall Rommel cringe.

With that out of the way, just a mere few hours after Mexican President, Andrés Manuel López Obra d’Or, condecorated General Cienfuegos (Kike’s secretary of national defense), don AMLO celebrated Nancy Reagan’s war on “niggers” and “spics” in the United States of the 1980’s by committing the Mexican Army to intensify the fight against “CRACK COCAINE”, after one of his unmistakable soapbox deliveries at the crack of dawn, no pun intended.

72 virgins eh? I told you, “yo no busco, —encuentro.”

The Thyme Warp factor, pay no attention to magnetic North in these frame, it’s only the space 🌌 that bends when real time gets synched with planet Earth, i’m Sirius but don’t take my Word for, IT!, pediod!

So, if you are wondering why Rosa Mexicano instead of Rosa Mexicana, well that would be on account of the 60th Anniversary 🕯️ of La Vie En Rose, of course, and besides it’s tonight’s homework on The Telerama, and it’s a very Chomski thing to print.

🏜️ 🦊

Beautiful Loser… 🏜️ 🦊, he was General George C. Scott’s “Pancho Villa” at the Octoberfest of 1944 in North Africa of all places, best Nazi ever, so much so that he’s become the exception to the Godwin Rules of combat. A mere 15 years later, (una quinceañera, pues) in 1959 a beloved actor who once played the role of Robin Hood, but with a Third Reich accent, died without ever facing a firing squad for spying for the Nazies and for trafficking weapons of war out of the Port of Veracruz and over to Vigo, Spain

Unlike other Robin Hoods… I can speak with a dejo republicano.

 

Looking back at Ronnie Wood, yes, that Ron, it takes a special “hoodlum” to pull a Donald John Trump on behalf of the Falange and use, Paris, no less, and probably with the aid of their future MINISTER of Culture, monsieur Malraux, to promote a cheesy Hollywood film.