Estoy hasta las Campanas, Avi Velshi… Hasta las campanas!!!
Stay off the Perote-in-Veracruz, road 🛣️ lot’s of bandits there. Banderilla is not that great but it will get you to Orizaba in no time ; from there it’s just a shot away to Anáhuac… don’t forget to bring a towel.
https ://www .radiofrance .fr /speciales – fip
Can you dig it? If you dew stay away from Jean-Louis Bro’sardo and that Bibring, one is a fag and the other is queer… de cualquier manera give Polly a porkpie hat, you Cracker.
³~. Bring your own fucking spoon :
https ://asegovia3 .com /2025/11/05 /page-2-tuesdays-gone/
Eat The Poor, jail the weak, and Uncle Albert, pardon my French 🍾.
It’s an interesting time to visit México, in 7 days the repeat of “la primavera mexicana” de 2011 will spill onto la gran mancha urbana de la CDMX (Ciudad de México) and much like in 2011 the people out on the streets will be pure of heart, soul, and of course spirit with only one difference, instead of being left-from-center radicals they will be right-from-center extremists. Don’t take my word for it, just listen to the music, El Gran Señor Zopilote invita :
Objects on Discogs are closer than they appear.
Don’t believe the hype, believe the OPUS DEI and them LÉGIONNAIRES du CHRIST.
Breaking news, by virtue of an Executive Order, president Donald John Trump has ordered the Vatican to annul the excommunication of father Marcial Maciel, the order also instructs Stephen Miller to send all of the victims of father Maciel to the same BMW-fabricated ovens to which his parents closest relatives (Stephen 🇮🇱 Miller, not Donald John ⚒️ Trump’s parents) and friends were sent to burn.
Objects in Colorado are closer than they appear.
https ://www .lemonde .fr /2010/01/04 /les-multiples-vies-du-pere-maciel
That’s a hell of a hat that you’re wearing… It goes real well with Beethoven for starters… now the good thing about this most non-consequential blog is that Jon Batiste does not read it, but in the next segment Sensei del Toro will show you the minute when Charlotte Bibring showed the paragraph below the annotated footnote below this cutline to mister Batiste 🎹, leave Élise’s fur alone, —ese.
³~. It’s MADNESS… One Step Beyond, any 🦉 hoot, last time Jon Batiste was in Paris he tried to pull a marching band ensamble down la rue de La Verrerie as he took the party out from le Luc des Lombards, I was there ; sadly, the Thomas “El Corbillón’s” thugs from The Sunset Piano Bar and The Magick Circus got in the way. This time he took Elise to Issy-les-Moulineaux on the Balard side of the spectrum where (for sure) that fucking Châtelet thug is not going to get him out if his Golden Slumbers at that DEN, —pues.
One : They say… that Narcotrafiquants are the new commodity on The Potomac.
… and Zeppelin, goes here, now Walk This Güey.
Tú : They say, that Shein got gropped by French Law on La Seine.
https ://www .reddit .com /r /Stanley_Kubrick /can_someone_please_explain_to_me_the_eyes_wide_shut_closing_scene/
— Is She in? [Valentín]
https ://www .radiofrance .fr /club-jazzafip /enfin-reunis
— Don’t be a schmuck, of course she is in, she’s Bach! [Molina]
Eyes Wide Shut : the shutdown posture. And Cousin Joe, it’s not hyperbole—it’s an ARC. If there’s one thing that I’ve learned in France, is that as long as it is not in plain view, then it’s not happening, even if the real flesh dolls are getting groomed in places where THE JEFFREY EPSTEIN’S pizza slices are kept in the dark.
Tree :They say… that if you add a German tree as the suffix to Claudia’s last name, Michoacán gets the spotlight on the front pages of El Mundo de Le Monde, and if you are thinking that a river goes here the answer is no, Know That in Mexico City there is no God and no river at all.
Meanwhile in Phuket, Thailand… no pasa nada, Reina.
After the break and before tomorrow never knows, it’s LA BANDA DEL SOMBRERO OPORTUNISTA y Carro lleno de PRIANISTAS en Palacio Nacional ; El Comité morena–francia y Los Amigos de Moreira en la Embajada de Francia en México pichán.
Fo : …
The Pink Panther’s “inspector” theme 🔍 goes here 🔎
Eye can’t even cross the street without Josephine’s bling getting snatched. Geez Whizz.
He’s back, and George is going to get an executive post at Trump’s court.
But enough about Napoleon, Dyno-Mite 💥.
So, if you happen to have read last night’s rant (that’s what it was, —a rant) perhaps you are wondering why I (Armando Segovia ✋🏼) would imply that Öüï would like to show the French how to fleece their patrimoine, but that is only because Eye already tried to explained this between 2011 and ~ 2014 when Pablo Gleason and “los amigos de Raphaël Moran” cocked-block Mí at the préfecture de Cité… Talía Olvera was there too but that was probably because she was there to meet Stephanie Menou.
La faena electoral 2030 starts… right now y “en abonos” sin intereses.
So yeah…meet Donald Trump’s new “bestie”, Ricardo Salinas Pliego.
No pun intended:
https ://www .radiofrance .fr /club-jazzafip /le-jazz-une-musique-de-lutte
but a fun way to remember what a RECIPROCAL is—is by FLIPPING 🖕 IT 👇 OVER
La Pasión de Carla… y las tangas de Raphaël Morán en « Mediapart ».
—Did you say…?
—Whore.
¡…..Öüï now returns to the conclusion of Ausente en París y La Campeona por Alfonso Reyes …………….!
Marjolena Kalten-porten Ángola, —I Love You, I miss you, and tómate está TKT 🍻 con Mí-Go.
Smells like teen spirit.
… just the facts Mediapart, and nuttin’ but the motherfucking facts:
Armando Segovia came to France inspired by some dude named Tocqueville and hoping for a bit of reciprocal courtesy from the people who claim that they had invented la “llamada” Liberté, what Armando found [instead] was Emiliano Zapata dressed like a fag and his image manipulated by Pablo Gleason y la Préfecture de Police.
Zapata in Drag — PARIS FASHION WEEK 2025.
Cosecha de un árbol de pólvora {the 🎤 punchline} :
Overcoming the general astonishment, Monsieur Machin, ever analytical, asks:
“But then, dolphin or mermaid, naiad, oceanid or demon… without skirts, would you like to tell us how, when, where you acquired such agility and grace in swimming, such athletic perfection, such extraordinary mastery of… of… of… of…
And the oceanid, candidly, cuts him off:
“C’est que… vous savez? Avant de venir ici je faisais le trottoir á Venise.
From Árbol de pólvora