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📯 on 🎹 and a broken glass by The Seine, followed by Dr. Robert

Revolv’er

Ah, look at ol' the lonely people.

Ah, look at ol’ the lonely people.

 

Now with more cow, Belle.

1. Fuck YOU Pablo in particular, and your Nazi-Peruvian 🪖 préfecture artists, también. I know that you are now burning in hell motherfucker, but you are going to think that the Devil was a Dame when you see me crossing that fucking gate.

Key word here mister Torre (nice shirt) is the Pe 🇵🇪 not the Ph 🇵🇭.

Good day, sunshine.

Nor~ah Jones kin goes here… Ragas to riches.

… Jello’ what? Ain’t no Jell-O on the submarine, how can Ewe have any Yello’ if The Pink Moon en BaBeLia forgot the puddin’?

Any 🦉 hoot, Doris Kerns-Goodjeer… Joe Scarborough recently learned that his co-HOst, Mika Scarborough, is a Head fan; and now, that GOP hound dog knows what it feels to be a fan of the Dead… and Ewe know you should be glad, Cousin Joe.

2. In local blogs, Armando Segovia skipped the France Tú sphère. In other words Öüï don’t know if Flavia brought in a comedian, a magician or, a politician. Sources close to Fenster the copy editor relay that Catalonio Barcelonneto de Peralvillo split the difference between those potential guests on the France Tú Show and a car full of clowns 🏌️‍♀️.

3. Eye forgot what Three was but Öüï will screen-that-out when we switch, IT!, over to due process on the checkers board for babies

Never mind The Odds, here comes The Primos

Entonces, mi querida Flavia where was I?

Fun, fun, fun with Paul Vario (Cicero, for goodfellas) on The Weekend… let’s talk about it now, Brzezinski, not 3 months from Yesterday, when I am out of Air Supply… fucking bus driver you.

 

And over at The Stock Store in Wall Street, Stephanie Rhule stars as SANTO Traficante.

https ://www .nytimes .com /2025/04/02 /a beatles-vancouver-demo-session

The birth of mop… EMI records lies here.

💭 Ah! Yes. Don’t Stop Mí Now because Ewe are all Amateurs and Eye is having such a good time and EMI•Lie Brun-Mun-Boul-Era-Mier in France Musique is wearing Hendrix for the 2025/2026 Opening Day Season at la Maison de don Radio.

¿Y yo qué saco, Violeta?

Parras, puras parras en La Vid 🍇.

The Best is The West, get here and I will do what follows and Ewe rest.

… let’s go fuck-os. On to they$ edition it’s all with ONO•MATO•PÉE$

You don’t know Hay, wey.

Let’s see, to they is Thursday, but in Hilo, Hawaii, Pineapple on la Regina is just a big no-no. Especially near las Maternelles de Nice and Calais. Sad news for Catholic priests good news for pizza lovers Évry where.

Frequency Hop — Changing Saddles

Rockridge, U.S.A. 25/01/2025 _ Howard Johnson, can’t believe, IT!. In Paris, France, even as Michael Steele speaks, Tony Palma changed the name of the Foundation Abbé Pierre, and the new euphémisme to erase “the politics” of his administration is a good one, you are gonna like the new way Clochards en Châtelet look.

Rockridge USA.

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My name is Armando Segovia and I am running for DNC Chairman. And Fuck the Forum.

The White Elephant and Capricornia at BFM’er TV

Grab yer’ Mimosas or même yer’ MEADE, Sonia… Eye likes yer’ Buckle but Ewe, missy, are missing a feather 🪶.

Musical guest: my favorite Togolese del viejo Lyon, Vaudëäü Game and their 2025 hit

Cą IRA, Solo, cą IRA 😡

¿Sabra Cabreiro? Cabra 🐐 Sabrá.

And starring as The White Elephant at The Olympic Village, « It’s Mimosa Carneiro » who is coming (literally) from the Siege of l’Abbé Pierre at Châtelet, Tony Palma, the ancienne Director of l’Agora de Emmaüs, is there, but mister Palma is keeping a tight lip because the Fraud, Waste, and Abuse at the Siège of l’Abbé Pierre at Châtelet is “political³”.

My name is Armando Segovia and i am running for DNC Chairman. And Marianne… your buttons don’t match your chest 🧰… let me fix it. Trust Mí, Eye fixed Marty Feldman’s pupillary disonance. Öüï knows how to dot the i’s, the Ewe’s, and even the Eau’s.

100 days of their lives.

Next on “They’s of Our Lives”, it’s Las Aguas de Brentwood on the Sunset 🌴🔥 🎥 🎬 Strip.

 

³~. Tony Palma’s actual words, when confronted FOR ANSWERS regarding a sexual assault in the interior of Emmaüs Agora in February, 2020.

 

Unfucking Bee-Livable!!! Lorène just SHRUNK Gentric’s head

The Gall, France! —The Gall de Sus-beille!!!

… but don’t worry Tony Palma at Emmaüs, after the break I (Armando Segovia) is going to shrink your institution’s street cred.

Para aprender a Amar a Dios en tierra ajena. A plaque used to be there, Good-bye Abbé Pierre. Typical of weak  foundations the marble plaque that used to hang here was held by shitty plastic anchors.

and little ol’Eye is going to begin with that magnificent park at the 13th Barrio on the East Side of Paris.

COMALA, pues mister Palma, Comala pues.

Enter through the window, just like Macron’s second référendum.

Not content with sending Marie Gentric out into the boonies of Languedoc and Gard, Lorène got a’hold of the old-ancient 1980s Batman and together (in another movie) shrunk l’Image de France.

Meanwhile in Grenoble, in Grenoble no pasa nada… “so it goes.”

Any hoot, “dig if Ewe will the picture”. Darth Vader is dead… 🌽 PLAY BALL!!! 

Ibid.

… and now, The Rest of The Story³ 

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Picasso’s last words:

Jayson got a sex change

Su realismo
Personal equity
A higher SMS… nobody calls in L.A.

In local news, Jason mEwes got a sex change operation at the Mall… Katty Kay is on it.

… hilarity ensues when Silent Bob gets his voodoo on and eats all of the Kat 😹 Soup at the food court.

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But first, it’s Chingue a Su Madre Quien Chille. “Chingue a Su Madre Quien Chille” is the new Telemundo Telenovela starting a bunch of degenerate French and some deMenthed Spaniards from Spain, which Öüï has never been 2.

Fela Kuti reports

 

Le Fabuleux Destin de l’Abbé Pierre, starring Tony Palma

32 rue des Bourdonnais, Paris—Centre 🎯

But first:

Context : ha’bout it, Nannete, should Vice-president Harris play dirty like the imaginary Chair of Clint Eastwood at the Republican Convention, all those jeers ago?

In Local news, The New York Times contributor editorial board Mara Gay cannot have it both ways, Mara can’t shove (along with Peter Baker) President Biden off of the ticket and, have an orgasm for Vice-president Harris $100 million grassroots contributions towards her war chest

And Katty Kay, Eye would just like to note that your hair is looking rad! Very Sixties!

Any hoot, Mara Gay, hoy no hubo Jazz but we dig that Nannete on the MSNBC’s is bringing attention to Lulac.

Hoy no hubo Jazz

… Öüï now returns to La Hora Nacional dans la presse

On The Menu…

At the other phase of our 36-hour Paris/Hawaii day clock…

BREAKING ⚾  NEWS from la CDMX: Hell Freezes Over, Öüï repeats HELL FREEZES OVER, —Aztlán.

Hell Freezes Over with Lolita Ayala

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Huevos revueltos avec fromage au lait de MONTAGNE de Haute-Savoie pour tartiflette,
and, Saucisson à l’ancienne affiné en ALTITUDE de l’Huissier, with chile Habanero:
como los come
El Ranchero.

Price: $464 Million Dollars

PRICE ANTIGASP: $175 Million

In local news, Hélène Frade reports that in Russia no pasa nada and that Syria’s camps « guests » at those itinérant locations are rapidly turning³ those “pollos” there into the Islamic State broiler industry version of coq-fighting Seven-headed birds from Chiconcuac.

³~. Ideologically.

I am an anti-dentite, and I will fill your anchor/crown, like a pro.

And, Katty Kay, please explain to Morning Mika that the word of the They (to take one for the circle) is “haiga sido como HAIGA sido…”, he is the president, period!

And Jon Mecham… that’s how co-optation corrodes a foundation, just ask mister Tony Palma (Emmaüs) and the préfecture de Cité, it’s political cavities waiting to crack.

I can see your crack without x rays 🦷. And, Pablo Torre, nevermind Oh-tani, The Devils in Mexico beat The Evil Empire, but really Volks, if an Empire falls in the Woulds, did it really fall?

Intermedio while the feelings evaporate the moisture on that Crack of the self-proclaimed “only solar eclipse journalist”, at Forbes.

I can see your crack without x rays 🦷.

Scientists at the Game of Thrones/3 Body Problem laboratory near Balard put forth a proposition that you can petition The Lorde with a wrestling spectacle featuring an eagle 🦅 wrestling with a snake.

Yello’ heifers in that batch at the Balard lab suggest that this is probably how those 7 snakes heads found their way to the Syrian camps and split right out of the cogote of the refugee coqs.

 

Tony Palma at La Bagagerie… please stand-by for María de Los Ángeles Schlitz

Two-ru Tango… Puerto Ricans not allowed, fuckers phuck up the “are”, period!

… In Hilo, Hawaii, it’s SATURDAY NIGHT, and Shopiane, (Sophiane) I know what you mean when you say , “whisky” or “vodka” or, when you infer that the Bagagerie has and/or needs a security guard…

I know for a fact that what it has is one of those mini-universes where a “dictator” first takes all of the “donations” to his palace and then he, (and it is always a man 👞) lets it’s his lowly subjects (formally French colonies) eat the crumbs.

It’s either a notice from the « omertà” …(or a vampire sleeps there).

If you need context, ask our new member Julian, he saw the entire SeqUanCE play in real time… so please don’t tell me that the pile was mostly “bread”.

Well… Ewe’ve ho’ID about the “Soup Nazi” … It’s KNOT one of dos (2) 

Your receipt 🧾 is obsolete.

And, Shopian, I (Armando Segovia) want to remind the good people at E.S.I. Agora that I don’t select BFMTV’s 👄 beasts of burden, I am only a message sender. So I hope that Tony Palma does not use that new warning “the institution”, Scotched-taped on the main desk, against me, because dear Sir, I don’t select the cigarettes, I just smoke’Em#. 

Today is your birthday 🎂.

Happy birthday DJ. Love you.

So… A funny thing happened on the way to purgatory

A beautiful Artificial Mind at la rue Grabiel 75008.

Starring the decomposed body of a sex doll.

Charisma for Cold Gin All Night Long… And, GO’ill de Niza never mind Perpignan.

La Résurrection de Casablanca en HellFest… Ketch-up, Marié… Öüï knew this Yesterday, bay-Bee. Anyhow,  Cerfie-puss en 20 minutes, what is my Charisma?

Great Expectations… The Pygmalion Effect.

Psssst… Emily! Emily Monera! Know now is your chance, Rodolfo se fue para Barcelonnette, let’s go bitch, Pornichet is waiting… Eye will touch your base at Pornic 💋.

And, deer MARIANNE, Tony Palma of Esi Agora no me puede dejar decir a lie… Los Beatles no son como los pintan… Esi Emmaüs kept the original print that I personalmente signe for El hArtista Roger Pérez… Ese ‘ijo’E—puta! 📸

A place where even squares can have a ball… like the hippies out in FRISCO DEW.

And Ari Melber… never mind Lacan, with his maths and tongues, I bet that when the linguist quoted Picasso, he forgot to factor in the “jiribilla”, or as Alex Trevek says in his trivia game (theory):

It’s the symmetry of surrealism 🥸 

Synopsis : It’s the language of the looney at Sainte-Anne, and the grammar of Heidegger’s nazies.

From the producers of “Hell Freezes Over” and “Youse Schiltz Out Of Pabst” comes the story of “The Slopes of Summer”, featuring The Eagles of Scrap Metal.

https ://www .reuters .com /markets /commodities /india-talks-with-us-steel-aluminum-tariff-exemption-sources-2023-06-08/

And in Paris, France… India’s PM is about to brag about his new drones to Emmanuel Macron on the National Holiday Parade on July 14th.

Yup… seen it, Aussie.

Welcome! To another edition of the Daily Double Sense of the they.

A TALE OF TWO FALSE FRIENDS*

Yo no busco¹, —encuentro²

¹~. Seek or search.

²~. Meeting,  a face-to-face, coming together as in:

The closest thing that comes together to two bullets meeting on opposites direction on the same trajectory line is William TALES signature shot, you know the one, the arrowhead splits the shaft through the fletching.

naturally, context is important unless one happens to be French, context for the French is not important, so nevermind all of the crowds rushing Pablo, and let los lacaños believe that encuentro² only means finding, as in:

The  funny thing on the way to India, when Columbus landed in the “new world” is that he thought that he found it, … not realizing that los indios there did not appreciate that particular encounter.

 

Meanwhile at Versailles in Little Havana: it’s a tale of two showmen, two president’s and, off the course of Milan, —the road to hell.

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