It’s a beautiful day in Paris, Texas. In France, well in France it is raining cats and dogs and today is “ladder day” but only if you wear pants and they better not be showing any crack:

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27 August was usually the 10th of Fructidor in the French Republican calendar, officially known as the Day of the Ladder.

And, Billy Joel (you son of a bitch) Öüï didn’t short-wire[d] Marfa, not that Willie Geist would know, that fucker is from New Jersey ; knot from Texas, but Texas is a stupid State. And Willie Geist, Öüï’s fond of the garden state. But you better not hold back on the FeTa on a warm y-griega summer on the USS Lincoln as the president gets rich. And all that jazz.

… and Zeppelin Goes Here : Your Time Is Gonna Come just like that Ratko at The Hague.

But we [the staff] remind you that in Marfa it is all an illusion. Texans are simple-folk, stayed tuned for concentration camp.

…sponsored by San Antonio, Texas, the “Guadalajara” of the French. It’s where Extreme Right Catholics go to eat Argentinean bif’, ask Eva Longoría!!! It’s “taco” Thursday at her neck of the River Walk.

Any 🦉 hoot, Professor Meacham, for the record as little Ol’Eye was mentioning on the scroll below, we—the makers of this most non-consequential blog KNEW exactly what Donald Trump was going to turn prisons into and what he was going to do for Congresperson Scarborough’s “American Exceptionalism”, but i guess one needed to be polite like that Chamberlain fellow who gave Hitler his very own ladder to the top… enjoy your taco-Thursday with I.C.E.