And over at BFM’er TV, Fat Bastard is celebrating the day of the death…

… [O]r something like that, anyhow, Mateo Garcia, remember that guy that you told me about?

Context, dentils and, all that Good Stuff is coming up. Stick around Casper.

You know, Mateo, the one that was killed and dropped into the pretty little river that is getting “su manita de gato” luego de las lluvias? Ese, Cabrón, el mismo que tu amigo de barra* Pablo Gleason me ADVIRTIÓ afuera de su depa a un lado del Apartamento del señor editor latinoamericano de la Agence France Presse (2012) en el 13éme, al que iban a empujar (al vato que no callaba, no al esposo de la señora de Los Amigos de Javier Sicilia en la Iglesia de La Madeleine; mismo año, “postales milagrosas”) hacia las vías del metro de Paris, ese güey.

Mini•digression for Ashley Avalanche

Mais, oui: se hacía grandote — se hacía chiquito. EF22D11B-CCCC-4E71-8A95-CC41EAB80856 🗣🥑, After the break, it’s That Guy from the CFR:CCCC

Agua pasa por tu casa, Cate de algún Corazón, c’est quoi?

¿No? Doesn’t ring a bell? Well, worry KNOT because last night i received my very own membership application card for the « Morts dans la rue » club. A fellow from that Very Exclusively Open Club left the application (solicitud, en Español del bueno) at the desk for me, Armando Segovia, to find. Well, EYE found, and guess what Mateo, i post-it IT! — The number is 15, get in line.

Any güey, AP LaMire, fuck your Smirk! And Spit Kasie Out! SPIT HER OUT! Bad AP!

Attention all wire-stations, that guy with the dildo shaped patio doors, Isaac’s son, Walter! Eye believes that his name is, remember him? I know that on the previous edition (Una Comedia de Enredos) the staff paid a visit to his shrine. Any how, according to little Walter (Isaac’s son) there’s a new trend for Mardi Gras in Louisiana (bunch of LIBERAL Orleanists in proper French) houses, buildings, and other ill-reputed joints are being turned into floats. Claire McCaskil and Amy Klobuchar are already at the scene and it seems like they are going to be breaking yet another “shiny beads” contest.

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GOOOOOD MOW’rning, PErrine. You look as cool as:

And in the role of “Anything but The Girl”… Laura Kalmus.

Dentils follow, but you are not foolin’ anyone, Laura, i know that you are the Run-away younger sister of Irma Eréndira Sandoval [de] Ackerman.

“They say that the best Fucken Way to see London is from the top of a Fucken Double-decker bus”.[1]

KALMUS, Kalmus que no panda el cúbicus… [A]ll Öüï is saying is that if Perrine was a motorcycle, Steve McQueen would ride her from here to Ciudad Juárez, Chihuahua, and then die. Turning with That!, a esa güila en otro Vehiculo “choco-latte”. And with that, i am going to tell you the Story of How La Prefecture (Bobigny; then Cité) could not allow me to ride my Horse here in France; even though, a treaty between the State of Texas and The Entire French France stated that i could. For the V…ery French, only Johnny Halliday can ride a fucking Big MotorBike outside his homeland, “little fucking Mexicans from Santa Cruz or San Bernardino” can only ride scooters.

Viva Andrés Calamaro, Paloma. — Johnny Halliday was a Fag, period.

Aussi, only BFMTV is allowed to recreate a ROAD TRIP con Tu Mamá También, “al lado del camino”.

ASEGOVIA3 now returns to, Buscando a Pedro en Santa Cruz, Estado de México.

But FO’ist!!! Here’s a quick programming note:

JUAN–PEDRO Jouyet
L’envers du décor — Nos « amis » journalists
p. 104; ed. Albin Michel 2020

… [C]es quelques liens ne sont rien comparés au carnet d’addresses d’Hollande, dans les médias. C’est bien simple: il connaît tout le monde! Il a vécu toute sa vie avec les journalistes. LES TRANSCOURANTS ont pu exister grâce à ses nombreuses relations. Sa renommée auprès de la presse joua en faveur lorsqu’il fut désigné premier secrétaire du PARTI socialiste.

Well… you’ve heard about The Centre Pompidou closing for like the next Century or so; and being that the Canopée library is also closed for bums like U.S. my review of Roberto Bolaño’s posthumous work of 2666 had to be postponed on account of a fucking pandemic… if you can believe that. Sin Embargo, Diego Luna, como tu comprenderás, eso vale verga, porque Los MELVILLES del 13 se discutieron con una edición para leer, EL DETALLE radica en que ya sabes como son de militantes los mecs d’ese barrio, así que primero voy a tener que repasar mi Hồ Chí Minh, you son of a bitch, para poder seguir con el drama de Manuel Espinoza y los detectives bárbaros.

Page 105 of former French OCDE representative, Jean–Pierre Jouyet’s “The Other Side of The Decor” … [T]hese few links are nothing compared to Hollande’s media rolodex. It’s quite simple: he knows everyone! He has lived all his life with journalists. LES TRANSCOURANTS could exist thanks to his many connections. His fame in the press played in favor when he was appointed first secretary of the Socialist Party. .:. 24798403-7A66-49EE-92C7-4E100EE8E1F4 🐃 🗺 And now I Know what Raphaël Moran’s (rfi/apro) role was, and why Pablo Gleason could get away with being a Zapatista/Anarchist and, a TELEVISA cultural outreach « agent » with the Mexican Left in France

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