Instant replay

I’m gonna take Willie Heist Geist to the BHV via the HdV… and Katty Kay, nevermind the reptiles.

ibid.

 

Witt musical guest:

Expensive charisma from a second-hand Goodwill 👐🏻

 

Kier Symons and the Pussy Chyp-riots

But first, let’s play hardball … Ewe son-of-a-bitch, Agent Angle reports from the Last Floor of Hidalgo en París… Amarillo no me pongo, it’s a kin feeling like the wetness when she comes… amarillo es mi color ; to blame Mí for that hue would be like blaming water for getting wet.

The Middle Ages as seen from Space.

… or the Middle Ages for being bleak.

Accept no imitators : Sunday, February 1st

Eating their own shit to the top 🎩

“What d’Ewe mean Eye don’t believe in God?”

… and Mika Brzezinski, you’ve Ho’id about Two Girls and, —it’s not one of those. Eye’s talking about two girls and a solo dance, not a SOLO 💩 CUP™ because that shit show is happening at PAM BONDI’s big new office with Lady Justice beaten and  laying on the ground.

MARCH 2026 ISSUE :

https ://www .theatlantic .com /magazine /2026/03 /pam-bondi-trump-doj-independence


Lucky 13
for 2026 on a Red Horse from the East also ride in the months of MARCH and November, all other “Friday the 13’s” are irrelevant.

Eye Ain’t Supertitious, when a black cat passes my door, or when BALDER cowboys than Mí ride along The Watchtower, fuck you Loki ; there can only be one joker 🃏.

 

And, Simone Sanders, you Bad Mama Jama, Ewe… don’t go calling someone a “cowboy” until you see him riding a horse. Off-course Simone Sanders, you can go ahead and ask Maya Rupert, she’ll tell Ewe : don’t let Ali Vitali lose the thread, which is why Öüï are up too early and to witness the Countdown To The Shutdown.

Bunny Dérangement Syndrome for Dummies 🪶🥊🐰… and in case anyone missed, IT!, according the the Rolling Stone, Peso Pluma will turn into a rock and roll bitch for Ewe, if one brings up politics into an interview.

 

Full Disclosure for the Reverend Al SharpTone:

For all Öüï knows, Hassan Emilio “ Peso Pluma” Kabande Laija and Benito Antonio “Bad Bunny” Martínez Ocasio hang out like Salvador Sánchez and Edwin Rosario ; or even Julio César Chávez and Héctor Camacho, playing bones and snorting coke.

Owning the steers.

Again, Simone Sanders, don’t go calling someone a cowboy only because his “coco” is wearing a Resistol™, especially if it’s coming out of your co-host binder… that’s right Eugene Daniels, Eye clocked yo’ass last Sunday before the lamest Super Bowl in JEERs, in JEERs!!! Thank God for that half-time show ; now it’s on to Munich.

Eye say, do Ewe spick-ah Mí language³

And, Sweet Child O’Mine, don’t get Mí started on with Kevin en OAXACA :

https ://www .proceso .com .mx /2026/2/11/hijo-de-funcionarios-morenistas-de-oaxaca-presume-autos-de-lujo-arma-de-uso-exclusivo-del-ejercito

Where do Öüï go now? — And Hercules responds, go find the Vulcan and follow The Mean Streak to from Old Segovia Road in Texas, to Château de Vaux-le-Vicomte, Dr. Poisson’s got the rest of the Voyage.

³~. Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon…

Adventures in Transliterations

¿La prefectura de la comedia? I think that Eye wrote that transliteration, Aussie.

 

Across The Atlantic, what Chef Boyardee wants to get out of PAM™ is if she’s going to bring the bacon or knot!? And after yesterday’s audition for the next Prime Time Pundit on FOX News it is clear that PAM™ is bringing all the butter-flavored chemicals, but knot the bacon anyway.

CHICAGO-Style retribution:

I swear, Jimmy Kimmel, the prophecies manifest on their own, Eye don’t even have to try.

https ://www .chicago-tribune .com /news /articles /conagra-ordered-pay-25-million-in-lawsuit-alleging-PAM-cooking-spray-caused-lung-disease

At yesterday’s congressional shit-show, Trump’s personal lawyer brought gobs of coconut oil spray to obstruct justice for the women who, as a Florida Attorney General, she promised to protect. For the banana republic that Them United States in America has become, the tropical stonewalling was in Harmony with Eris’ discord.

And, Ana Cabrona, say hello Paola Ramos in reel-Thyme : sources close to Ari Melver relay that Paola Ramos stole Bernard-Henri Lévy’s just got out of bed hair-doo.

I’ll Tell You Right Now — Sunshine Superman way down in Atlantis

{And/Or} Disney sucks.

🎶 Any trick in the book now, baby, all that I can find

Everybody’s hustlin’ just to have a little scene…

PAM for victory… and at local private learning institutions, French Civilization classes now recommend using PAM Cooking Spray for all of their lubricant needs during the mandatory SEX EDUCATION curriculum. The choice for that lubricant was unanimously made by the new private enterprise overseeing all French Sex Ed curricula, a company that goes by the name of PORNHUB.

Donovan

Up ↑ next, Fantasy Island featuring Vice-President Vance in an episode that Lenny Bruce titled, “The Plane!”.

Intermission — La 7ª Obsesión de un Sueño Perro³

Lovefool en Morceau de cinéma, pg. 22 of La Septième Obsession ; nº 60 ; 10th Year Anniversary Edition. Septembre–Octobre 2025.

Arnie goes wild, fool just ate all of Gilbert’s grapes.

Si No Te Hubieras Ido → Marco Antonio Solís
Y Tú Mamá También → Alfonso Cuarón

O, como diría Jorge Saldaña que dirían los franceses:

comment un chanson devient indissociable d’un BLOG.

Grapefool

For the record, Öüï don’t select the jukebox tracks, that’s the job of our most esteemed copy editor, Fenster Quintero who, in this edition of asegovia3, graces the cover of a cinema review in France. The September- October edition features one of Jerry Lewis’s favorite kids, Arnie Grape of the syndicated sitcom, “Who’s Eating Gilbert’s Grapes?” where Arnie plays a mentally challenged Leonardo DiCaprio target practicing with spent or, empty PAM cooking spray aerosol canisters.

But WAIT!!! D.A.R.E. is more!!!

Öüï is sad to report that Marjolena Kalten-Portenbach never made it back from Rachida Dati’s cultural vacation, bee-ASS-it-may, stay tuned for details and, little tigres, —ConText.

Ladies and Gents… Fenster The Copy Editor

Love Your Enemies

Just a reminder, Donald… Charlie is dead, you sir, mister president, did. You killed Charlie Kirk.

Who is eating Gilbert’s grapes? Sources close to Fenster the Copy Writer relay that Öüï can’t be for certains en FIP who ate Gilbert’s grapes but Eye has a pretty-good-idea quién se fumó un Kilo Entero.

Móchate pa’Andar Iguales.

… en fin “Pam Bondi”, if that in fact is your real name, it is a stupid one, {and/or} Lemmy tells Ewe why bitch, because Lemmy is the Ace of Spades and a nigger-lover by trade:

Pam Bondi got her name because her mommie and daddy got horny while preparing breakfast in her auntie’s trailer park home in PIENSACOLA, Florida.

[Notre Nota for the editors]

Por decreto presidencial : todos los árboles en un museo de arbóles.

Issy-les-Editeurs, in this section the copywriters will take the reciprocal of all the sums (Σ) and twist, IT! (that motherfucker) Like Ewe just don’t care ; it’s Equinox They so “Rock Steady, Baby”, rock steady.

Para Lelos gram.

Alfonso, yo soy tu padre.

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.

 

The Lemon Song : You ain’t nothing but a two-bit jive

Trump is the terrorist

… mientras tanto on the checker boards, The Charlie Hebdo march was just THE cock to fill that cunt, and Mika Brzezinski, it’s not hyperbole, it’s just the facts. Netanyahu was there before he reared his ugly Genocidal Phase.

Trump is a terrorist

Fuck you, Pam Bondi… you make Barbie dolls look fascistic, not fantastic.

First we will kill the subversives, and then their collaborators, there after their sympathisers, next all those who remained indifferent and, finally we will kill the timid (polite society).

Ideario de la dictadura, general de brigada Saint-Jean according to “las orillas del Silencio” y el reino de la ficción en los Cuadernos Americanos nº 187.

🐷  War Pig 🐖 arrives to rosbif castle.

Charlie Kirk is Dead.

Welcome, trackers! American Curious inside.

Ketch up.

Charlie don’t surf, because Charlie CHOKED on the smell of Fresh Mexicans in Chicago. Happy Trump TACO Tuesday.

Blatant Grand Theft Advert. Gand Theft Auto (Miami) is for fags.

In Hilo, Hawaii, Dolores apenas dió El Grito… FEY sang it best.

Masiosare un extraño gancho en el vestidor de Canelo.

Miriam Castellanos… te lo mamo como el cora

En fin… la carrilla ya no existe porque Canelo es UN bully, y fuentes cercanas a guanatos dicen que el güey es Puto 🥊 en mayúsculas y negritas.

Eye want you… te complazco con LOS INVASORES de mi playa 🪗🥁

Lo bueno d’este blog es que los tecos no saben mirar entre letras… if only Guadalajara had the fucking imagination.

Miriam, te amo pero esos pinches comerciales me matan. Cómprate lo que quieras que al fin estás hecha a mi medida… con todo y tus calorías portuguesas y la basura de Vero en su lugar.

🦈

For the uninitiated this post might seem like a diss, or shade if youse from the Charros dugout ⚾ but it’s knot.

Tyler Robinson — This Bud’s For You. Mr. Robinson, you sir are a true American hero 🎖️

Miriam, de caballito con el trapeador, fregona en la otra España, pero no le digas a la escoba de Portugal.

Entonces. That’s it. I’ve got no advertising. I am a public radio listener, Eye landed on your freq, you freak, by accident — but I loves you Miriam. Your voice is made for my nightmares.