If You Want To Destroy My Sweater — 1 dead French for Trump

In Paris France Friday The 13th is in Effect, and in Washington, D.C., the M.A.G.A./Republican party does not give a GOOD-goddamned-ABOUT a dead French soldier in the Middle East, not as much, Reverend Al, as an Israeli citizen in Detroit, MI.

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And, Deer mother of all MUNICIPAL WASTE!!! Jackie Alemany ; at last! Öüï has found your lost illegitimate cuata³ from-mom’s-vagina, Eye picked up a few fleas along the way, but lucky for that Dead French for Trump, Xoloitzcuintle is hairless so the ‘puces’ en el Guardarropa de François Mitterrand wont stick during the trip from La Seine to STYX.

99 and a 1/2 won’t do… Israel wants 100 % of Marianne’s réserves.

³~. a fraternal twin, not an identical twin.

Greasers beat Beaners… Gringos as usual come up on top.

Previously on Wish You Were Here — The Road to Damascus, via Albuquerque 🐇

The who?

“Eh… what’s up doc?”, Öüï now returns to Guadalajara where the ground, they say, smells like “tierra mojada” y así te vas a quedar.

Semántica semita

P.S.A. for To They in Paris, Francia. First off, chinguen a su madre, hijos, hijas, jisah, de la Républica Mexicana, excepto la presidenta d’ese rancho nacional porque para ser jisah, hijas o, mismo hijos de la tierra de Jorge Negrete hay que hacerle como los judíos que llevan la madre sumatra en la frente, y no las maletas de judíos en Israel, today is another edition of National Sports Day en Francia.

El Ocho

Neck Hurts? Laboratorios Camacho de la calle Stanton en El Paso, Texas, offers 🫴 you a pillow with every HEAR°SE ride on your way to Hell from Damascus.

Más Que Nada / Chove chuva / Charlie is Dead

³~. TV Azteca dispose également d’une chaîne au Salvador ainsi que d’une chaîne au Portugal : P.Azteca.

Any 🦉 hoot, Miriam Castellano, this is our last installment of our Mexican advertorial mattress sale coverage de a Perla 🦪 de los charros callados en la estación de la maldita tienda Amarilla en Portugal³.

 

Over at The Daily Subway, Pablo Torre persists

It’s the story of Legend… Belle y Chick walk into a bar hilarity ensues when Joe Scarborough dreams of mermaids and Pablo Torre goes crazy on the imitation crab meat. Now back to sex in the Missionary Ages.

The Real Movida madrileña.

At the local ice cream shop en Mans, high octane fuel is cheaper than coke. En Madrid la movida está Marcada y sentenciada a El Salvador.

SOMBRA AQUÍ y SOMBRA YA!
Maki 🍱 ya, té 🫖.
Maki 🍱 ya, té 🫖… Señorita Intelectual

… and Paola Ramos, could you please ask Jorge if he wants FLANS with that MENUDO.

… and Katty Kay, wanna know what goes “mmm³” with my huevos?

³~. Oregano… it primes les Tripes 🪖 à la Mode de Caen with onions and that is what ameliorates “la cruda” realidad on the morning after a big ol’Peda 🍻 Show.

And live, from New York.

Jesus Christ, 🙏🏼 put a shroud over Pablo! Ghee whiz, Mika Brzezinski, Eye never thought that Öüï would get to miss Donnie Deutsch so much, but put a shroud over that Torre, already.

Cancel your vacation.

Súbete a mi moto 🤳🏼…

Rebecca Joykill

What’s next Miss Kutler, “Pablo Torre discovers”,  Spice? C’mon, Kutler, every one of Pablo’s Harvard pals knows that Pablo Torre had Spice on in his dorm just as much as I (Armando 🪶 Segovia) have the msnbc’s on my phone. To each, as the French people say, his or her P.🦚.R.N., that’s what the Supremes’ said on The Rhules Show.

📯 on 🎹 and a broken glass by The Seine, followed by Dr. Robert

Revolv’er

Ah, look at ol' the lonely people.

Ah, look at ol’ the lonely people.

 

Now with more cow, Belle.

1. Fuck YOU Pablo in particular, and your Nazi-Peruvian 🪖 préfecture artists, también. I know that you are now burning in hell motherfucker, but you are going to think that the Devil was a Dame when you see me crossing that fucking gate.

Key word here mister Torre (nice shirt) is the Pe 🇵🇪 not the Ph 🇵🇭.

Good day, sunshine.

Nor~ah Jones kin goes here… Ragas to riches.

… Jello’ what? Ain’t no Jell-O on the submarine, how can Ewe have any Yello’ if The Pink Moon en BaBeLia forgot the puddin’?

Any 🦉 hoot, Doris Kerns-Goodjeer… Joe Scarborough recently learned that his co-HOst, Mika Scarborough, is a Head fan; and now, that GOP hound dog knows what it feels to be a fan of the Dead… and Ewe know you should be glad, Cousin Joe.

2. In local blogs, Armando Segovia skipped the France Tú sphère. In other words Öüï don’t know if Flavia brought in a comedian, a magician or, a politician. Sources close to Fenster the copy editor relay that Catalonio Barcelonneto de Peralvillo split the difference between those potential guests on the France Tú Show and a car full of clowns 🏌️‍♀️.

3. Eye forgot what Three was but Öüï will screen-that-out when we switch, IT!, over to due process on the checkers board for babies

What a Timing : 2, 3, 4 … it’s 7:20 Somewhere

Somewhere over the Last Word, Benghazi went FUGAZI in a waiting room as The Atlantic learned about LAS YEMAS 🍳 DE YEMEN 🇾🇪.

Éh-Vhu-Rii Won (4x)…

Éh-Vhu-Rii Won, Éh-Vhu-Rii Gü’Er, Ol-At-Whonce.

Ay, ay,ay, EYE-EYE, ay.

Instant Karma from
The PORTAL in MARCH MADNESS

For the record, Pablo Torre: I told you that I was going to go to SOUTH PARK.

Live From Municipal Waste Headquarters on THE RIGHT BANK of The SEINE in Paris, France, it’s another edition of “Julio in March”.

Pay attention STEPHANIE RHULE, because in the next sketch Ewe Is either going to see 🙈:

1.  El Chavo del Ocho
2. An OLMEC head
3. A Knight Templar

4. A nigger 📜 🤠

It depends on both the PLAN 🗺️ and the SCROLL 📜 that you SIGNAL your battle plan from. If you believe the Da Vinci CODE, then PUNDIT you are going to like the way you look when you buy my SECRETS IN PLAIN SIGHT, EARSHOT and off-course: PLAINFIELD i-Sight™

You don’t have the brows, Pablo… you don’t have Em# ☘️

Go to sleep, Stephanie… I Need You Tonight because it’s all in excess.

Tariff ON – Tariff OFF

Pablo Ef’d Around and… what’s the name of your podcast?

Tercía de putos* on MSNBC Sports. Mhé, Eye thinks that Öüï can’t hold Em#: Full House of plenty, and no. Today is 14/3 not 3/14 in CET. π-Day is on THIRD, April, —you fool.

And, π is out on third thanks to an observant first Base(head)man who noticed that the MSNBC’s tried to slip the π to the Home plate with the old Imperial 4.6666666666666666667, which happens to be the RECIPROCAL operation of the DIVISION of composite 14 and PRIME 3.

Pi was early and got tagged on Third. Any 🦉 hoot, head over to the concession stands because with the purchase of a Farmer Jon Hotdog you will also receive a Loving Spoonful of micro plastics on the purchase of Évry Pie… the worm in your brain will love it.

All Ewe gots’ is a RECIPROCAL 🥧 PIE, Cherry, thank you very much… good luck with the price hike on Canadian pie-crust pans for granny’s Apple crusts.

*~. 3 of a kind, and in honor of Selene Luna last night, it’s tercia de putos in the context of New York City sportscasters. Pablo, Dave, and The Bank of America’s wife, Mike Barnacle, are what the Hombres G in La Moncloa call una “tercia de reinas”.

Here is the Standard, Pablo Torre:

It is, THEY / Month / Jeer (motherfucker) Jeer!!!

Goooooooooo, Metric.

Over at “Who is wearing Al Pacino’s Serpico Wardrobe to THEY?” It’s WRASLE-MEDIA IV.

Dasha Burns is wearing Al Pacino’s jacket to they, and that ignorant slut looks hot and Dasha has The Market by the ropes, Dasha hits the bull on the rocky mountains and Dasha knees “what’s-his-face” on the clown nose. It’s World Wraslin’ TOWN HALL IN Asheville, North Carolina.Dasha alone is WRASLIN’ three motherfuckers, —en RELEVOS Australianos!!!

It’s Wraslin’ INXS, in-excess !!! Alicia Menendez.

Oye cómo va, Maureen : Congressman Scarborough voted against This American Life in ’94

Yes he did! LED Zeppelin’s Hooker, that twat from the James Bond… medicated ointment., told me THAT it would be, ‘someone like Ewe!”.

The Dowphus Throw… it’s a Shakespearean plot of a Chespirito sketch. No contaban con The Simpsons Mexican Bumblebee 🦅.

Q has had it with NPR. And, Katty Kay, FLOW will flow like Honey on a cold Groundhog Day when that rodent saw his big fat sombra/ombre, and that can only be slower than a frozen Snail on First.

Wolf — floW

Wolf-flowy Wabbits, Katty Kay!!! I’m fucking Ted Williams!!!  Way-way beyond where that goddamn rainbow ends that ball has left the park and hit Fat Elvis on the head, The King 🦧 👑 ladies in Gemini, is needles to add, “All Shook Up”.

There you go again, Pablo… 🦚🪶👯‍♀️☕ and all the Supreme Court decisions Ewe can possibly handle

20000 and 100 hustle, baby!!! Hustle.

… and Zeppelin Goes Here.

2-LIVE CREW
“Mí love you long-time”
🦚👯‍♀️ 🫵🏽

Come or go… “me love Ewe long time” no work here no more. Ewe go now.

Thou WILT knot, WILT knot!!! Conspire AGAINST the patron saint of Happy-Endings 🪶 and please keep your fancy feathers 🦚 out of the spa because Èvry Aussie knows that the real feel is in the ostrich plumes, mister Torre, now go back to your after Emilia Pérez party, and refill your cup with 👯‍♀️ girls, or tú gays.

Deer, Roxanne… Meet Pearl

Trust Mí. Youse gonna like the way La Clocharderie looks.

But first, the news.

Öüï begins in Canada where Emilia in Paris is reading the INTERNATIONAL PRESSE rearview.

I went to a fight last night, and a hockey game broke out.”

Canadian PM

Justin Trudeau

I can’t even drive 55 in “Ash-spreading mode” menos, 50 in CET.

At the fountain, Atlas Shrugged… and Sammy can’t drive 50 Kays-per-h, but that’s the law. Anyhow, Pablo Torre, what’cha gonna play now?

— The Star Spangled Banner!?  Youse gonna mirror a chunkie mountie in a Ziploc bag, while blasting the Star Spangled Banner at the TRACK!!! Fuck me with a wire brush*, Carvile, where would you like your ashes to be spread, but before you even think about the bayou, Eye suggests Disneyland so that you don’t pollute LSU.

Jesus Built My Hot Rod, it’s a love affair… that’s Ministry, Pablo; Issy-that’s-Yesterdays news.

*~. Slow Horses quote out of context.