Intermedio with Admiral Stradivarius

And, Katty Kay… not that Pablo Torre has to, but squint yer’ i’s a little closer, because Mika is going to get a (wet) T-shirt at Canoga Park’s favorite “la brasserie”, Jesus himself just got a warm fuzzy picturing that… now Cry Me A River.

All the squares that fit… and if yer’ name is Dr. Johanne Poisson, picture that yello’fella eating Hamburgers in Paradise on The Rachel Maddow Show.

 

Any how… it takes an Eastern European Village to make France Unfriendly.

I’m just happy that (according to a former Russian president) that little Easter European village is fictional.

In local news:

https ://apnews .com /article /romania-russia-gold-sent-to-moscow-during-world-war-1-european-parliament-says

Romanian Treasure in Moscow: Medvedev says Romanians are not a nation.

Now then, as the first Made-in-France refugee, I know what a refugee looks like, and Juanito Guanabacoa is not one of Em#.

Shame on a nigga who try to run game on Free Money… and, Representative Gatel, box breath and sip some tea, because March is ODB’s international remembrance day and this year’s honorary nigga carrying the torch of, I swear That I am Knot making this up, is France’s Economy Minister, and soft-porn peddler, Bruno Le Maire.

With that in mind, let’s Ketch-up with French smut after lunch, edition Lili et Marcel à Bercy.

But first, it’s another edition of Homer and the culture of the streets… en El País de Spain, page 14 on the Saturday, March 16th “Contra los idiotas”, de Troyes, o algo así by Nuria Barrios.

“Nothing is known about Homer, there are some who think that he never existed and that his name is a mask that hides behind it all who sang the fabulous histories of of the Trojan war.”

Insert Coin — Pont Neuf at La Monnaie

 

And I quote, « Magnificent », but The Dog That Smokes next to Indiana at CNES square in Les Halles is not Châtelet, it’s important and it proves one of the answers given by Mayor Bass outside of La Fabrique de La Solidarité at Paris Second ward at La Bourse de la bendita AFP :

https :// youtube .com /watch /LA-Mayor-Bass-delegates-finish-Paris-trip-with-tour-of-Olympic-facilities-local

Insert Coin 👾🕹️

Note to the KTLA editors in Rancho Cucamonga: in 1734, la manche was a “gift”, in metropolitan contemporary Paris of the Games of The XXXIII Olympic Summer Games it means to panhandle, just like in HOMER’s days in Classic Greece.

There are plenty of Angelinos available to help, even with something as simple as giving directions… But the AFP editors only accept Angelinos with a Bostonian accent, and the Kennedies looks.

The Kids in Les Halles via KTLA on Shuttle Left to The Loop.

 

¿En dónde está le Beaubourg,?

So I buried a Blond French Beggar Bastard at La Bagagrie

“Just the facts, ma’am, just the facts”.

Homer was a French Clochard at Pont Neuf.

Intermission with 🎹 Entertainer
and
The Tramp

In appréciation for all that Pastrami on rye. Thank Ewe, French Bastards.

Let’s call it what it is or rather, what it was, The Bastard was a Mendiant, and that French Blond was in fact “sitting on a corn flake”, and Eye swears that he was not making that shit up, but sources close to the Haskell Clan from KTLA assure the Telemundo broad that the NBC crew ate that shit up!

So where is the Mendiant buried now?

I inserted that fucker underneath the Landing just where the final Riser meets the final Soffit. It was a perfect fit.

The Shuttle Left and The Loop quartiers de Paris… and Mayor Bass, if you want to get IDEAS on how to bring « business » to the Downtown L.A. during the 2027 Olympics, just ask The Westfield Clan, heck they Even brought in HOMER’S favorite treat and, BASTARDIZED that French croissant 🥐 into a French doughnut, why even Franglish is all the rage.

The top of the stairs next to heater number 8 seemed the perfect place to stick that unmissable bum. It’s where Representative Gatel from the Left Bank would have wanted that ex-Jacobin buried at, Father James would most certainly not object to D.A.T., period!

But why?

Because that French Bastard was a Dominican, the Almonds gave that fucker away, so Öüï had to put the Beggar at the top of the stairs, that’s where the Albino cockroaches celebrated mass.

VOSTFranglish, subtitles provided by Stupid A.I., period!

And besides, that Blond French Mendiant Bastard was known to frequent The URSULITES, and those bitches sent our man ♂️ Vrbanvs Granderivs (Urbain Grandier, if youse not into Latin), in Loudun Town, to burn at The Stake, a known disco inferno joint where Cardinal Richelieu had his couch sessions with Mother Superior, Jeanne des Agnès and The Sisters of Mercy. Trou  🕳️ Story.