Tag Archives: Isaac means Mel Brooks

As you were — spics in Cannes follows

 

SPEAK. Ladies in Gemini, if you happen to be one of them Andalucians who go on The Juanito GUANAVACOA Show on the 106.3 de Fréquence ModuLADA de rfpp . net, or perhaps one of them SORBONNE Law School professors who moonlight as wanna-be Punks on the same show, please be advised that what follows is neither a REPETITION, nor a MOTHERFUCKING RANT 🗣️ , with that on your Music Sheets, please bear in mind that ARMAnDO Segovia does not control the Mail that arrives to his domiciliation at la rue des Bourdonnais, we just play the MOTHERFUCKING tune. Enjoy your two RSA checks and I hope that Gil Scott Heron’s alter-ego doesn’t catch up to y’all.

Let’s go Papi Chulo… Let’s look for La Tina in Rome, because R o m a, Roma es Amor. But first, motherfucker, Eye is about to show MEDIAPART and its little “paperboy”; ROLLING STONE (france), Denis Roulleau; and Mr. José Lopes³ at the Direction du bâtiment et de la sécurité at le Service de la sécurité of the Georges Pompidou Centre, “the fleeting, unidentified voices proclaiming [that] “I‘ve been mad for fucking years’ and [that] “there is no dark side of the moon … in fact,” (V&A Publishing 2017, pg.217) allow Mí, gentlemen, to borrow from WATERS “interspread … spoken-word segments” and create for that GainsBourg fellow at the Bpi’s 2nd level “an athmospheric SUB-PLOT », to “The hidden face of the PRISM.”

Live from the San and Reas FAULT, it’s The Great Gig at La Samaritaine.

³~. Lusitano perhaps, but that signe diacritique on the PEPE part of his first name makes him soupçonneusement spic.

“Let‘s dedicate local park to Mussolini* », says-italian minister, according to The Times (not That one!).

https: //www .lemonde .fr /politique /article /2023/04/14 /At the evening of “Current Values*“, Manuel Valls worries about the “civilizational risk” in front of the gratin of the far right

The oldest cliche in Da’book… some might say, is that all Rhodes lead to fascism, or something like that, so to clear the burrata* from Pachanga³ (dijo la changa) we switch, IT!, over to Daniela Piedra-Brava en Viña del Mar to ask her if what Benny Blanco from the Bronx is preaching rings as Trou 🕳️… as a pretentious bell from a French church (in Avignon)… Alésia is standing-by with Alicia (not that one).

Technical Leprechauns 🍀 in Dublin just ate the pissaladière from El Papa, John Lengua Samos reports from la rue de Ravioli.

…

Ugly Mexicans follow…

 

In local news:

All discord, no Excuses and most definitely no contemporaneous video-chat leprechauns.

…

In Search Of Diderot – 8th entry, Laughter’s mom

Dear, Sarah Silverman: you are my 2nd favorite Jew; but we [the staff] don’t know if we could ever forgive you for “Fucking Matt Damon”… even if Jimmy has.

America’s Grand Vagina is located in the Great State of Arizona… in this these beleaguered DACA times that we live in it kind of makes sense, and NOW it’s beginning to make more sense since that Cunt, Arpaio, former sheriff [one-each] was spawned there. Our guess is that the Great States of Utah and Colorado account for them Super High Cesarean Stitches, then, eh?

Way to go on redefining the part of our bodies that should be ‘censored‘, and you know Sarah, you could have not brought that issue onto the table at a more appropriate time, because after all it said and done, —and the fat lady sings— and we all turn into nothingness, laughter is the best medicine; i KNOW that if there should be a thing call the ‘after life’ Dr. Ernesto “El Che” Guevara is clapping his hands [3] in approval for finally TEACHING AMERICANS, north of the Rio Bravo, about our naked bodies in a medically charted way.

Serendipitous Solidarity, o como diría El Chavo del Ocho: fue sin querer queriendo… Anygüey, Sarah, i’m sure you’ll find a Bolivian restaurant in the Great State of New Ha-Ha-Hampshire where you can find out all about don Ramón… In any case, congratulations to the brave Stella and her uncensored HULU brest’eses for being a transcendental bridge between parallel universes and ideologies; we [the] staff would have shown Scott’s magnificent uncircumcised penis, but HENRY KISSINGER wouldn’t respond to any of “The Hitch’s” request for “Declassified” photographs of Mr. Víctor Jara’s mutilated genitalia.

… More context follows.

🎵 Oh, happy days — oh happy days… Anygüey, Sarah, we [the staff] are running out of juice on this old iPhone that we are using to kill the writen English language with, we’ve got clumsy thumbs and Cousin Joe just won’t send that dang-on New X rated version iPhone; or is it iPhone X? Who cares, the thing is that we are struggling with Supplies and wouldn’t you know it: winter is almost here.

BTW Sarah, i personally loved your Bon Jovinesque rendition of “I love you,  America”, i even thought that you were from New Jersey…

The Street is My Gallery… Foto por: armando segovia / segoviaspixes 2017. —_— Rue du Jour on the West facing Pillars of l’Église St-Eustache; Quartier Montorgueil–Saint–Denis. —_—.  Anonymous stencil artist.

Stick around, more of Sarah Silverman’s context is about to unravel, next up: Ishmael meets the Westboro tribe.

TimeStamp: the bottom of Cousin Joe’s first hour: 12h30 CET

Hey there Violín de Azotea… We’re back.  

… Meet Brozo, and the man with the politically obscene pointing digit: president Enrique Peña Nieto, we [the staff] wish that on the next presidential election of 2018, his fucking hands, and those of Bernardo Gómez would get censored from the election process.

Yes, Sarah we Mestizos (or La Raza) are aware that you Hebrews have been around the block for a while, and while 80 years is not even half the life span of the founder of your tribal laws, a Patriarch who according to Scripture got to walk on his sandals to the ripe Old age of 175*, eight decades are in fact a very long time for a country to be having to put up with a Finger up its ass every time a new presidential election is ‘staged’ and the oligarchy wins.

“Que no te haga bobo Jacobo…” y de paso, que Chinguen a su madre los de Molotov. =¡= Licenciado Brozo, el staff de este pinchurriento blog que usted y su pinche productora ignora (y qué bueno por eso) le pide a usted y a todo su equipo una disculpa por no haber agarrado de rebote esa su pinche transmisión en vivo por los interwebs, pero sabe asté de que “nos agarró el sueño” y pues no hubo de otra mas que la de jetear un rato; lo bueno, licenciado, es de que “implícitamente” comenzó usted, así de bote pronto, a incluir la aritmética política como segmento de diversión educativa en su chingado changarro con patrocinador, y sea como fuese, pues eso siempre es bueno. Disfrute sus vacaciones, o como diría Liam Gallagher: As You Were.

TimeStamp: 2200 hrs. CET… and midnight has gotten a hold of Denis… we must do a Frequency Hop onto Saturday in order to continiue with this tour, but as a Birthday Bonus here´s John at The Cavern:

Happy Birthday, John… and it’s  “the” One After 909.

Sources, links and Scriptures… we [the staff] love you Sarah.

1. La Jornada en Inglés: https://www.theguardian.com/culture/2017/oct/11/sarah-silverman-i-love-you-america-hulu-politics

2. proceso en Inglés: https://www.thenation.com/article/the-death-of-che-guevara-declassified/

3. The Washington Post in Spanish:

“Just the facts, Ma’am…,” was the directive of  Sgt. Joe Friday; his voice must be read CON EL DEJO DEL PRESIDENTE Salvador Allende… S.V.P. —_—. Fair use of Dan Aykroyd.

http://www.elnuevoherald.com/noticias/sur-de-la-florida/article170763702.html