Tag Archives: Los Beatles no son como los pintán — Tony Palma

… 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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