Fuck you, Matt Dæmon! Now that youse in Marseille head over to Nantes³

Not That I Would Do It Again… but if Eye ever did do it A-Gain, Yoya no en°GRAS°hARIA los ejes de tu Carreta. Al fin que Ami, pues a Mí le gusta que suenen, —pa’que los quiero En°Graciados.

³~. You son of a bitch! The Poles are blocking and the grain 🌾 keeps a’Rollin all night long!

Top 🎩 o’The Morning, Mika. And mister Avocado Hass, never mind the Smoke in The Water, it’s all about them mines on the WaWa. Admiral Stradivarius reports.

Thanks, Obama… A-Gain!

 

Across The Seine, King Chuckles III visited the French Assembly Line and word from Bordello is that The King is going to be talking about Ketching-Up with global warming. Lucky for U.S., French journalist Ariane Lavrilleux, I have the right ingredient for this skillet, and that’s Kerry’s 57 Var°i.e.°Ties Ketchup.

And with that, Britannia said farewell to Marianne, it’s ∴ symbolik ∴ of course. The most relevant image from this three-THEY trip came at 15h18 when the king drank red-red wine; fucker got tipsy and then his Highness was forced, precisely at 14h46, to take the tram. Camilla Queen was not a Muse(d). I’d tell Ewe all more about the rosbif/frog affaire…

But first, it’s the exorcism of French Culture and the apostasy of François a Là Patate. Remember now, it’s the XVII Century in France and yesterday was Ground Hog Day!

Continued from page 82… “— Phil!

The comparison of nuns to traveling Italian acrobats, [or mexican mariachis³] meanwhile, alienated d’Aubignac from church officials. On the last day of his visit, a document circulated, allegedly a letter written by one of the demons. According to d’Aubignac’s own account:

³~. Emphasis on the mariachi is mine.

 

[T]his letter asserted that Madame the duchess of Aiguillon had with her a magician, and though it did not name him it described him well enough that it was easy for all who knew me, or had seen me in Loudun, to realize that it was me.

“— Told you, call me Bronco

https ://www .google .com /search?q=bill+murray+birthday&rlz=1C1GCEB_enFR1076&oq=bill+murray+birthday&aqs=chrome..69i57j0i19i512l3j0i19i22i30l6.7035j1j1&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8

“— Sorry, Bronco

The magic that d’Aubignac was accused of performing was in fact a form of disenchantment: THE EXORCISM OF DEMONS THROUGH THE COMPARISON OF SACRED AND PROFANE BODIES³. When d’Aubignac exorcised the corpus of Homeric poetry from the priesthood of scholars, change the scenery to that of the street [MANIFESTATION], and the demon—the author³— vanishes.

³~. Clearly, d’Aubignac was a fan of Ricardo Garibay y su estilo lamentablemente inconfundible para enoblecer lo vulgar.
https ://data .bnf .fr /fr /11904147 /ricardo_garibay/

³~. O mismo un mariachipffft!

Warm up your lertover popcorn, Medhi… you ISIRI… are my favorite Devil, next to  Avi Velshi, off-course, but don’t quote Mí on, IT!, because like Lavrilleux, Eye does not like to disclose the sources, it’s not only unbecoming for a journalist, it’s kind of fascist for a POLICE INSTITUTION to demand these. Especialmente, y como TU, Alicia Leos, comprenderás cuando los sapos¹ de la administracion ( HOLLANDE y luego MACRON) eran los de la manifestación.

¹~. Informants if they have a SciencePo connection, snitches if they were GOY.


French police release journalist arrested for reporting on alleged France-Egypt spy operation

Amnesty International’s secretary general Agnes Callamard said: “It is deeply chilling that, almost two years after the revelations that France was allegedly complicit in the extrajudicial executions of hundreds of people in Egypt, it is the journalist who exposed these atrocities that is being targeted, rather than those [Juanito Guanavacoas*] responsible.”

Agence France Presse, vía France 24 . fr

*~. Emphasis from the staff.


If youse just joining the transmission,

Nobody seemed to know Mí, Évry’s body passed Mí by 🖕🏼

 

🥔 🤡 🍟🎈

[Place holder] this post is currently marinating

O como dice Keith Jarret:

Now, if you know Squat about this blog then youse in/on the right track, because nothing, Secretary Callamard, on this blog is uploaded by Mí on a mere whim… just ask FRANCISCA at the front desk of your Paris (Villette) Division Headquarters, after the customary confessionesque round-robin she sent me over to Rue Vivienne, casi esquina con la AFP; just in front of former U.S. Senator (R-MS) Claire McCaskill’s “cloak room” connection at La Bourse. Anyhow, Secretary General Agnès Callamard, i don’t have your predecessor’s “ANNUAL REPORT”, yet. I do however, have the OBSERVATORIE DE L’ACCÈS AUX DROITS ET AUX SOINS DANS LES PROGRAMMES DE MÉDECINS DU MONDE EN FRANCE in my possession, for now anyhow… hold that thought.

C’mon mama don’t be common… Indeed, Secretary General Agnès Callamard, came out swinGing in this first week at her post.

First on the list: The gift shop.

Instant replay:

In comes the changeup from Michel
the spin of that throw may be reviewed on Pg. 3 of N° 3620* transliteration of the Olympic Rules for Fast-pitched softball, “La parole est libre mais à condition qu’elle soit conforme au bien de la justice », Callamard (Team XXI Century) bunts and Michel (Team La Commune) picks up, throws to 1st, and it’s one out.

Julius César’s shenanigans allowed Team XXI Century the opportunity to evaluate the possibility of pairing Hidalgo with a “designated hitter”. The concerns from last month’s street poll on the teasers of Marianne suggested to-a-captive audience that Le Pen would have a field day with Hidalgo if the first round of elections were conducted just weeks ago in the month of March.

… technical difficulties prevented the swift delivery of the rest of the reports.