Tag Archives: Manu Chau — Viva Tú… y tonta ella

Best bistro in Paris… La Brasserie³

³~. Home of the Clichy Park “Wet T-shirt” contest

Me voy pa’l pueblo, PARIS is nothing but motherfucking FLUFF NEWS, until the chickens start to roost in Vincennes and Boulogne. Viva le VALLS!!!

On to theys episode:

🎵 Me voy pa’l pueblo.

Las Muertas de Pá-ris
with musical guest
Darío MORENO y Los Panchos
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Le Bois de Manu Chao (Boulogne vicinity with Saint Cloud) stars as El Lote BRAVO next to the real Carretera Panamericana in Ciudad Juárez, Chihuahua, México.

La Brasserie: a favorite spot for catholic girls and their distracting Japanese tushy flash, a staple of ‘sobriety’, good taste, elegance, and as the good people of the Lycee Stanislas say, “the suitability of students’s clothing for their age and activities” and, as my fellow Alumni from The University of Texas at El Paso, Mia Khalifa, would so often say to Miner ⛏️Pete, “their gender-role ».

“People who know,” i once heard Sam Donaldson say, know that Miner ⛏️ Pete showed Miss Khalifa all her trademark positions including “The Hail Mary” and Évry one’s favorite, “the reverse Carter,” period.

Tiburón a la vista : Socia°Lista — morena rancia

Deer, Luc Free Log, fuck you and the helicopters that you love. With that in mind, let’s talk shop, our first involuntary guest is La Somme.

For the record what a time to be alive, Representative Ruffin, leave it to the filthy French to have an snap 🫰 election, la Fête de La Musique and, the motherfucking opening ceremony of the Games of the XXXIII Summer Olympics all in the span of one month… and with a shark 🦈 on the loose up and down l’Ille-de-France. That’s fucking impressive, mister Ruffin.

Es que ser no es lo mismo que estar, porque estar viva is just to Be Alive, ¡As opposed to being dead, —eh! Ojo con eso ya que « ser » muy viva is a personal quality of equis persona, it means that the person is very smart and more often than not it juxtaposes on the thresholds of opportunism. Ask Gilberto Bosques en París.

… and mister Ruffin, it’s no coincidence that “el orgullo” del nepotismo de La Maison de La Radio en París, not in Issy, named his new album, “Viva tú”…

Anyhow, Representative Gatel, do you qualify for RSA while the Assembly is out of order, or are you Schiltz out of Luck?

Now, mister Ruffin, —much like the Shark ‘honeymooning-down-by-the-Seine premise, the RSA question might seem a bit asinine, but there have been episodes of sharks venturing onto a river, and if I may recall, there’s a Housekeeper who got elected in recent past, right?

https ://www .assemblee-nationale .fr /dyn /deputes /PA795438

Sure, mister Ruffin, sure… Eye knows that you have that little sardonic magazine and that coffee-making racket you got going with Chuck, or Philippe, or whatever your assistant’s name is, but what about representative Keke? Is she supposed to go back to her “personal services for parti-culeros”?

Bébé Requin—Hardy cover.

Sponsored by RFPP and Juanito Guanabacoa…
morena~Rancia invita

Ask Georgina Moreno or Alicia Leos, mister Ruffin, both are the epitome of double entendre and all things shady in the Public Square of “mamma Marianne” and the backstabbing politics of the Mexican tacos stands (world wide).

Over at the Morjo Show, it’s Summer Movies at The Drive~In, at the silver screen multiplex, it’s “Back to my family” and “Mí and Mrs. Jones”. Mika is not a-mused… no wait, actually she is, her giggles gave her a güey.

Any how, there’s a shark roaming at THEE Canal de Saint-Martin, and I can confirm, that there was a dead guy at the Seine when Bejo was being filming JAWS (in French).

Inside sources under the nº 7 at La Conciergerie on the Right Bank relay that the dead fellow was not floating between two péniches-es—ese, but on the stairway to the Commerce Court at Cité, I know because I was there when the flicks sealed the scene… now say hello to my little Axolotl.

French Karens and the Palestinians lovers at République

 🎶… I’m going down to South Park, gonna meet some (⚖️) friends of Mine³.

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³~. The country music version, knot Primus, primo.

Starring the Big Focker, himself, Bobby Di Nero.

And still to come, in Paris, France (altura entre HdV and La Concordia), both tourist and locals are witnessing the recommendation of the Angelino’s Mayor, Karen Bass, to her Parisian counterpart, Madame Anne “ras-de-bol” Hidalgo, in the form of a ghetto 🚁 bird mapping 🗺️ the earth along la rue de Ravioli.

Sin negritas en la rajada.

Across the Saint Cloud domaine, it’s another edition, after a 17 year hiatus, of el orgullo de radiofrance’s népotisme, Manu Chao… ahora sin negritas, —en la rajada 🍉.

Watta’ Melon Man u, Chao !!! 

At the Morjo Show, Richard “avocado“ Haass just absolved Israel’s 2000 lbs. bombs with a Donald Rumsfeld quote about unfortunate wars on a tragic golf course.

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Any way, fuck golf, let’s welcome the Negro League… of their own.

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And, Madame representative Gatel, as probably the first Made-in-France refugee, Eye is happy to inform you that you have been accepted as an Honorary Member of The Place Where Évrybody Knows Your Name… but please don’t bring your colleague, Karen at The Assembly, not the Karen with the ghetto birds from South Central ~ Long Beach.