Good news from India, PM Narendra Modi just inaugurated the 12km stretch³ of the Pune Metro Rail project, entonces por mera conjetura y adivinaciones tautológicas se puede especular que no hubo muertos y que todo fue un montaje.
Puke news présents “A. Banda en partes”… Check please.
After the break, Lester Holt moves to CNN and learns to verify giftshops.
Over at the concession stand of the Programa Internacional por el Desarrollo de la Comunicación de la UNESCO (2016) CNN just banned Straws on Coca-cola’s.
If the maths are correct, then in 2021 the French went ahead and invented the Autobahn del Interior… [Hear Mí Out, Franck] if the maths are correct then by 2036 The French Périph will become lo que el hijo de don Porfirio Muñoz-Ledo y Lazo de la Vega, Porfirio Thierry Muñoz- Ledo Chevannier denominaría por allá en los años del “PEÑATO³” como un Patrimonio de La Fiesta de La Humanidad, asi como Patty Smith, ~pues… «iel» est classé Monument historique, c’est de la PROspective.
LA CHRONOLOGIE COMPARATIVE DU GRAND PALAIS ET DU PÉRIPHÉRIQUE
El canal de la Mancha de Jordan 23… NIKE has no SOUL, that is why they CALL her VICTORIA.
BREAKING THE NEWS, not to be outdone by THE SPANISH CIVIL WAR, The International New York Times [ISSUE Number No. 43,135] France edition € 4.00. is re~inventing the INTERNATIONAL BRIGADES with a CALL to ARMS in THAILAND where the PEOPLES’s DEFENSE FORCE, according to the AFP and GETTY Images (those motherfuclkers) say that the resistance opposes the Myanmar’s regime.
ÖÜI now returns to, LA CHRONOLOGIE COMPARATIVE DU GRAND PALAIS ET DU PÉRIPHÉRIQUE, or Something like that.
WILLA JEAN reporting from The Combo Stop at Route 66 where Willa is talking to a French tourist who calls himself Luc Fregón… and The REVEREND Al Sharpton and 300 Ministes say, “fregón, eh!!!Will, put that motherfucker to the test“, On Route, ~66.
Mr. Fregón according to the 4db band is a Urban traffic controller for the RER, which like him in the 1960’s was nothing more that a little tadpole in his daddy’s loins. Anyhow Mr. Fregón, if that is even his real name, introduces us to this —EXPRESSO DRINKING, red wine sippin’, GOAT-TEE SPORTIN’ 32° hipster— named Pierre¹ Vivien.
¹.~ Thereby throwing the FO’ist stone… that motherfucker!
On The Bad Plus… R U 4 REEL? FISH SCALES for lunch, what is this 2017?
Évry body with short Lego Legs® wants to Rule The World.
We continue to experience difficulties with our iPhone, the good thing is that the MSNBC’s are on it, and Rachel Maddow, if i am laying on the ground is in part because of BUZZFEED at the Unesco and Morning Joe, in New York.
And, Loss of Signal… Eye M. Groot! — Upon hearing that her doppelgänger² at Live From New York, [was about to get sacked, digitalized and Sold as Limited Edition “meme”] the most famous French in his story reached out to her new beau, a young Buck called Groot, (a handsome SumBitch) to say thanks for the laughs. On a serious note: Cathy Anne… Eye is in love with you.
².) Dangling participle courtesy of the Independent Nation-Island of SAMOA on the Rachel Maddow Show... Aussie, follows.
* Knot to be confused with a panhandler, eh! And Claire McCaskill, let the record show that the representation of Cecily Strong in the role of Catherine Deneuve is by an anonymous artist, Groot comes courtesy of La Mairie de Paris.
Later in the programming, it’s another edition of RUN, Pesquet! 👨🏻🚀 RUN Motherfucker 🏌🏻♂️ it’s Sports They à FIP, —in Rome… and « CONSTANTINE » is at the plate; de Algeciras a Estambul on page 15 of N° 2590 of CNewsMatin, Defendente Génolini HIJACKS the inning demanding that MLB release the Broadcast to Belarus 🛰
The letter K in baseball denotes a strike, un abanicó en Castellano et, KENTUCKY Fried Chicken at The Pershing Memorial Baseball Field à Vincennes.
After the break, at the Bottom of the Second, Dario Moreno takes the Left Field and plots the Revolt of Hercules with Serge Gainsbourg, or something like that, but Eye wouldn’t know… it’s in GREEK, but i used to be a fan of El Pancracio, and i know that André The Giant agrees with Mí when we watch Gory Guerrero in one of his first battles of Lucha Libre [en la colonia Roma], here below is the great Gory against Ciudad Juarez’ native, El Vikingo.
And BARATUNDE’s love of The Police aside, be adviced that Steve Kaplowitz at El Paso Inc. is the only sheep worth saving in that Old West Texas radio Station: The “Q“.
IN WASHINGTON, Mars mom was hypnotized by Shannon Pettypiece into believing that she is the Lead Singer of FAITH NO MORE… Mike Patton is knot amused… especially when you consider that in her off-time Shannon is a satellite for the CLAP underground from Paris… [S]it–repandSirenebullshit relay that a knock-off of Le Parisien CLAP began to appear in Australia, aussi… a bunch of old Jewish SDF’s from Le Kremlin-Bicêtre took the CLAP Down-under after the Parisian cops raided the Villejuif Underground… those motherfuckers.
And just to put a Cherry on Claire McCaskill’s vanilla cake U Think U are Falling 2 pie•ces
In Babylon 2, Mayor DiBlasio is re-interpreting Cri-Cri for gringos at The AP. Nicolle Wallace was last seen going through her Texas librarians rolodex, the pundit is trying to get a head-start with the lyrics of “Caminito de la escuela”.
And Mika… LEAVE CUBA ALONEEEEE!… And Adam, don’t Öüï all have a little of Genesis en tous? After all, Willie Geist will tell y’all that Öüï is nothing but neutrons, electrons, protons and some, even have a little neutrino in them, Trou Story. Ask André, he’ll tell ya’… AND COUSIN JOE, Stop It, nobody likes John Wayne before breakfast and especially, knot before a Siesta.
Like Ice-T, Eye can’t predict the future, but Öüï know that if youse add Long Island in the mix it’s going to be a Hit, WAIT JERRY, scratch D.A.T. — It’s GOLD JERRY! Au!!!
Aussi… please relay to the Big Case that Öüï loves Ale, many many Ale… 🏌🏻♂️
What’s the matter, AP Lemire, Emily didn’t fit into your perfect “cookie-cutter” mold? What are you, but most important, Jonathan, WHO IS Running that boat over at The ASSOCIATED PRESS, the Mexican Foreign Service (unesco 2016) or, just your regular TEENY–boppingVOUGE honcho (Conde Nast Publishing/Alexi McCammond 2021)?
And AP Lemire, “talk about that” on the Nicolle Wallace show, bring Claire McCaskill along because as she often Says, and Eye quotes for youse all: the water is fine.
¥’a££ know that the devil is a bitch, Right? And her name is Mick Jagger and Keith Richards followed.
Así perdió Europa… Eye means, Öüï does not, we repeat, does KnOt want to draw a line in the sand, but Reid all About It! Adela reshuffled the deck and Lo-and-Behold… 🌬🎶 pasa ligera, la maldita Pima Vera sin pensarlo la Prima Pappa takes Vera at the Pass and holy shit, La Prima Pappa takes the Grand Prix de las 🏎 24 Horas 🚘 con Jacobo Zabludowski.
Silly frog… [E]verybody inside of the grid of the IdF, is?
Anyone? Ah, fuck it, everyone (except Vilma Fuentes) is part of the bourgeoise. And i mean, everyone, except the aforementioned dama.
Where was i… where was i, ah—Yes!
For the record, add to our count on the CET front, what appears to be actual physical violence… so much for eradicating misery, but most important, the elements in a society that causes misery in the First Place… Anyway, Lawrence O’Donnell, i am happy that little “Layla” will be alright, and that President Biden will look after su mamá también (la mamá de little Layla, not the president’s mom).
“I did not come here to amuse (entertain) your family…”
We had arrived to the Westfield Cinéma Library* only to find one of the good people who work there posting a notice on the entrance door, which informed the library-goers that a break-in had been perpetrated at that brick, glass, and mortar site and that the Westfield Cinéma Library would be closed that fucken Friday, translation: i missed a week of investigative research about this, that, “Y tu mamá también.”
So there was only one thing for me to do, and that was to return on that week’s Sunday (my next scheduled reservation) and try to Ketch-up, which i could have if only those damn library burglars hadn’t also given Jason Wood’s “The Faber book of Mexican cinema” a « home » in another section (parking space) of the library catalogue WOO’s. It took me some time to find that tome considering that it wasn’t signed-out by another library user, but by the time that I did find that dang-on Faber book of Mexican cinema, there would be no time left to get into the soundtrack of “Y tu mamá también”, hence our Stylist coverage of Gulf’s, whales, and of course the theft of pre-hispanic artifacts coordinated by French auction enterprises.
1. To the good people of the militant 13éme the following translation was made possible using an app called “DeeMple”, or something like that:
Verbatim: I hope that you find it in the bottom of that most perfect heart of yours (collectively speaking) but most important, in that big superior and most intelligent brain of yours, THAT I KNOW and UNDERSTAND, that Le Figaro’s color scheme is Blue. Indeed. However, i pray that the committee, or the people in charge understand that our non-reading target here is El Paso, Texas. That is to say, professors, that for that particular market, if i were to color the Word “Liberal » in red, the Entire STATE of Texas would short-out. Because as every good Capitalist pig knows, BLEU is the color that most resembles “the left” over there. We ask that your leader considers this small detail at your next Junta, with Pablo Gleason and the now extinct Pro-Mexico remnants at Libération.
J’espère que vous trouverez au fond de votre cœur le plus parfait (collectivement parlant), mais surtout, dans votre grand cerveau supérieur et le plus intelligent, que je SAIS et que je COMPRENDS, que la palette de couleurs du Figaro est le bleu. En effet. Cependant, je prie pour que le comité, ou les responsables, comprennent que notre cible de non-lecteurs est El Paso, au Texas.
C’est-à-dire, chers professeurs, que pour ce marché particulier, si je devais colorier le mot “libéral” en rouge, l’État du Texas tout entier serait en déficit. Car comme tout bon porc capitaliste le sait, BLEU est la couleur qui ressemble le plus à “la gauche” là-bas.
Nous demandons à votre chef d’envisager ce petit détail lors de votre prochaine junte, avec Pablo Gleason et les restes de Pro-Mexique aujourd’hui disparus à Libération.
* « We », is used here not as a pun of Öüï but as a gathering of card-carring members of what used to be called the François Truffaut Cinéma Library.
Must show Media Function, motherfucker, and then solve for time.
This is why we Watch .:. 699B73ED-C8A7-40BA-8FC9-4A3F911C02B9 .:. Just to keep Track, Steph, nada más pa’Ver lo que dicen y lo que hicieron… dedicated to my Friend Gustavo, at the Associated Press… vía El CUNY.
Hoy no hubo Buzzfeed… because the “little journalist” school at Sciences Po is closed, the cadre at that former Printshop is drinking Coronas with the Mexican Mission at the Unesco and with The Ambassador of Mexico in La France.
WITH THAT in Mind, Peter Baker, please give my regards to Brian Williams and Fuck The New York Buzz(feed) in France.
For those keeping Track of our programming, tonight Öüï reserves two hours for “Staff Duty” at a very exclusively open club, where “everybody knows your name”.
From Regulus to The House of Lords .:. 2D762442-5021-4F6A-BB4E-D78689D029AE 📐 Aussi, don’t forget D.A.T. D.A.R.E. is a Straight line from Leo’s humerus to The Albert Hall.
Don’t break the mirror, but YES. For the past Three Years the U.S. of A. has been, a banana republic*. It’s the cycle that the gentlemen from Kentucky, both of them, have put u.s. on. On a banana boat that was voted for. Debbie from the Florida crowd is to blame, and that Lady Brazile is in part complicit, Aussi (punto y coma) which is why she’s in Hell, or as the French say: FOX News and Friends.
*.:. per your rhetorical question on the MorJo Show regarding The President of The United States clearing Lafayette Park in order to head on over to The Church with the Three CUBEs as a Beacon of Light.
The Helicopter over the Nation’s Capital Incident
—. Just like Fuckin’, Somalia, eh, Slick? —. I was in Junior High, dickhead.
Yup, that maneuver was taken straight out of “Bunker Boy’s” bible, which as Eye told you this morningyesterday morning, You may reference, IT!, on the U.S. Army FM 100-5 [unlimited copies]; and if you saw how the Nakatomi Tower was breechedbreached then you know what follows.
So, Cousin Joe:
how’bout them Yankees_
… from The School of The Americas,
Deer, Mika Brzezinski .::. 37A2F955-008D-48ED-9996-F2A59010513F 📻 As fip . fr is my witness (monitor and observer) please relay to Mike Barnicle and Sen. Claire McCaskill that perhaps it was a bad IDEA in 2016 to abandon Oddball at The Bridge when you, madame, went shopping to Nice.
Do, Say hello to the Buzzfeed crowd, Aussi, LOKI sends his regards to Peter Baker from the New York Times (punto y coma) öüï met after the Biarritz affair on his —and his producers— way to CDG or maybe Orly.
Anyhow, can’t do nothing about things and events in the past, the only thing that matters is now… and remember, Bob Costa (punto y coma) the next time Eye tells you that Australia is the enemy, please remember that like that song, which you bottled, Aussi, in 2016, the message is only a reflection of things to come (coma y repita) and no Cousin Joe, it is not prophecy it’s more as Bill Karens would say, “an always Dependable European” stationed ex-pat forecast. Not a prophecy, but an informed forward observation report, so keep on rocking in Neil Young’s World, and continue to break the mirror. And then, Bob Costa, “Pick Up the Pieces”, bottle’em up with Joan Manuel Serrat and wrap-it up with a nice bow (color of your choice) and give it to your boss, Saint Ignatius de Los David WaPos.
Good morning, Mr. Meyer, it’s a good thing that there is no Late Night on Fridays as it allows the staff of this most non–consequential blog to catch up on other targets.
“Play it again,” Ace–Eh .::. 3796D369-83D5-47A2-9657-671366816A6F 🎻 ISSY, ese, if you are wondering what this screengrab has to do con las noticias de México vistas por un transnacional californiano, producto de la S.E.P., look no further than Acapulco, because Elvis Presley did a version of Narciso Serradell’s “La Golondrina” (but with different lyrics arranged for the “King’s” melody)… just sayin’ because, (motherfuckers) the song is not credited at the next to last frame of the credits of this extraordinary flick that serves as COMPLEMENTARY VIEWING for “The MAN IN THE HIGH CASTLE”, and if you understand the alternate universe plot in that made–for–small screen series, then Mr. Seth Meyers, you will understand why the good doctor, Doogie Howser M.D. is dressed in full alternate universe NAZI regalia… complementary reading for THE BUZZFEED CROWD (so that Mr. Stanton can have his media monkeys do an online article on these trivia bits) is The Case of COLONIA DIGNIDAD, in Chile, and the historical records from all of the nazi criminals of war who settled in the late 1940’s and 1950’s in Argentina, Brazil, Paraguay, Uruguay, and of course The Great state of Michigan in the U.S. of A… so yeah, Eye can see why Denise Richards would have a Hispanic name in this alternate universe.
And for the record, Sir, Eye sees what you did D.A.R.E. with the recommendation to watch Starship Troopers, one of the most underrated movies of all times; next to Edge of Tomorrow, of course. Anyhow, Mr. Meyer, ghee-whiz the nuances of that story, my favorite part is when Romeo (pilot #1) gets the Vlad The Impaler treatment from one of the bugs (punto y coma) before revisiting the movie my favorite part of the flick was hearing all of the Hispanic names of characters played by people whiter than that “Friends” sitcom, but hey, for historical reference and/or a capsule of that time (the 1990’s) it makes sense that the people sharing a hip loft in New York City be white, as their rich parents probably paid the fucking rent for them, except for Joey, and that’s all that Eye will say about D.A.T. for fear of being forced to “sleep with the fishes”, and because you, Sir, don’t read this most non-consequential blog, we are sure that you know exactly what öüï is talking about.
L’Equipe que Philippe Labró .::. BE5065BD-77C7-47AD-9598-C82278F6C0C2 🛰 Thanatos vía Satellite
Anyhow, John Oliver, this time NEXT WEEK, when you will be enjoying your day off, you Ferris Bueller you, there will bee* over 100,000 American deaths because the president of them united states LOST all of his fucking marbles. Heck, “His” majesty is now (Eye did knot know if a simple country lawyer might have noticed, D.A.T.) having the White House Press Club ‘bow down’ to a BOOM microphone if they want to ask the “King” of the Rosen GARTEN a fucking question. Eye tell you AP guy; the president of them united states has turned you into his own personal Audioslave corps.
And Cousin Joe, Eddy Currents below —the underground of— the old National Center for Space Exploration are at a MAX now that activities in Paris (at least along the common public places) are back to normal, sort of. It seems that way along the Seine anyhow, where the beautiful ones have adopted, it seems, a Donald John Trump’s attitude towards wearing a fucking Cubre Bocas.
Time–delayed Sunday edition. After a nap, it’s Mano Negra vS. Rob Zombie.
And why wouldn’t THEY, L’Equipe de Le Parisien is working hard to slowly but surely, Cousin Joe, to turn All The Young Frogs into Vince McMahon’s army of one–round CATCH fans. Anyhow, MONSIEUR Brontis à la préfecture de Cité (Metro Line 4) don’t mind shooting the messenger, we [the staff] are already dead. Go ahead and finish the job.