After the break it’s, “In Search of panochas” in the House of Pain (kM. cero)

Backward difference

Îlle de LA Cité, Europa_ House of “pain”, vicinity Notre Dame de Paris. Pinche Esmeralda is nowhere to be found.

After an exhaustive search, Öüï regrets to inform the panocha lovin’ crowd, that ICI:

So basically, nuttin’ knew under the son.

Rien de panochas, entre les biscochos.

The Sisters at The Houses of The Holies, just up Lagrange —goD bless their sol{e}s— however, stand behind the infectious buds behind that yeast, but still no conchas en el aparador… puro baguette y sepa-la-verga cuálTraDiTion“… the “3” in them wingspans sure is reminiscent of that Greek fucker and his “challenge”, take for instance page xiii of that Emotional Goleman in his Intelligence book, or something like that, the thing is Öüï is tryin’ to figure out what in the Wild World of Sirens would drive a fellow to RIP the references out of a tome and Öüï runs into this little narration:

{and}

mind you that this is from like the Nickelback era or something like that in, 2006.

 

If I tell you that BEFORE the next morning edition at BFMTV another Shooting will have been consumed you’d say that I have a problem.

California ECLIPSE IN NOW IN SESSION

Perhaps the most disturbing single piece of data in [this] book comes from massive survey of parents and teachers and shows a WORLDWIDE {} trend for the more lonely and depressed, more angry and UNRULY, more nervous and prone to worry, more impulsive and agressive.

.~ BULLSHIT!
Öüï now knows that This SO-CALLED,
more lonely and depressed, more angry and UNRULY, more nervous and prone to worry, more impulsive and agressive” trend is EXCLUSIVE to a BRAND of EXEPITIONALISM where guns and PATRON… lots and lots of PATRON, which the world just learned means “ammo” in FRENCH, and where “STAND YOUR GROUND” is the law of the land.

— Patrón, ya llegó el patron de LVIV… ¿’Onde lo pongo?