Give a Monkee a mask, and…

He Will Sell Ewe a 50 Thousand Euro Suitcase…

Dear Marianne, this is an intermission before we [the staff] return to the “segundo piso” and play another round of “hardball”.   •—_!_—•  PIERRE HUYGNE, untitled, (Human Mask), 2014 —ESPLANADE DES INVALIDES / M–12 — Courtesy the artist. Marian Goodman Gallery – New York, Houser & Wirth – London, Esther Shipper – Berlin and Anna Lena Films – Paris.

—With Nothing Inside.

Pack up your Suitcase… Baggage not included.


Fuck the Salamander—Yo soy el aJoLoTe (written with an X, but with el dejo de la jota que le cuelga a TeJaS… Ewe’all know what we [the staff] mean… bola de putos!).

Every once in a Blue Moon on a Chinese Dog of a Year…

Death and Taxes can go to hell… at least for another two more days, here’s why:

Because it’s motherfucking Weekend Edition, Colin Jost—that’s why.

Taxman calls on the 17th —this Dog Year.


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P.S… at 22 hundred hours in Central NATO Time:

That’s right Colin Jost, we (the staff) WILL SEE EWE, and your ILLUMINATI tag alongs, AKA the World Thievery Corporation… « In Hell », and we can’t hardly wait, you little golfing Focker, You!

In the mean time, Napoléon and Josephine are getting ready to give us a Strategy class, in the next sketch.

Here’s a sketch in the form of apophenia of the Ol’Emperor himself:

Hard headed Emperor… context from « La Calculadora » à Malmaison, and her love for bankers, and power follows…

Laidies in Gemeni, con ustedes

« La Calculadora »

… but first un « petit » disclaimer:

If there’s one thing that we [the staff] love about The Frogs, is believe it or not, their spirit of self deprecation when it comes to the historical figures that make up the ingredients of their « pot–au-feu » (caldo en Castellano) palabra con la que una ex–amiga solía describir (en forma de auto-albur, por decir) a su propia madre, diciéndome que su progenitora (la de ella, no la de ustedes) era “una puta fea”…

!Va! y ni cómo contestar; porque aquí entre nos’ yo creo que mi ex-amiga se refería a que “la seño” estaba fea del alma, porque del cuerpo y cara, la señora tenía el consome suficiente como para armonizar con aquello que le da, “sabor al Caldo”.

Chepina la del Imperio… “La stratégie ça me connaît après la mort de mon premier mari, j’ai commencé a fréquenter des banquiers, PLEIN de Banquier, et je me suis peu à peu rapproché des Cercles de Pouvoir.”

Las fuentes del Hotel de Los Invalidos, follows, eh!