Deer, Isild de Besco… ya chole con tu don Juan (parole X3)

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Öüï, the staff of this most non-consequential blog, strongly discourage the use of A.I. translation options offered by most if not all interwebs browsers on account that in love and war, nuttin’ is reel and nothing to get hanged, —about.

To they Öüï remembers : Sous les jupes de Fip.

Aussie down under, please relay to the PUTOS at La Maison HACHETTE, that Eye don’t select the spin cycle at francemusique and that I most-certainly do not own a crystal 🔮 ball so no, yo no puedo predecir los news cycles, ni predecir lo que saldrá en cada post. Ewe dig, nigga?

“Quiet piggy”… The Crowned Pig is supreme

The Crowned Prince is so supreme, that he got away with his daddy, the king, bringing-down The ✈️ WTC 💥 and George W. Bush then sent all of his clan back to Saudi 🛩️ Arabia on luxury jets.

Don buried Jeff, and Trump brought the “cranberry sauce”.

 

The Crowned Prince is sooooo, soup-REM, that “Monster” ain’t got nothing on an Orange Crush in Vietnam.

Rocha’s Angeles

https ://www .theguardian .com /world /2025/nov/17 /far-right-candidate-jose-antonio-kast-favourite-to-become-chiles-next-president-after-first-round-vote

Pinochet… the scariest totalitarian, outside of Acapulco, off-course.

Gonna take a piss now, Ewe, Know.!

Mí’s agüita amarilla

 

¡YA TU SABE!… dear, Blossom Dearie, Eye hears your “Eau LA LA » and Eye raises Ewe, CHELO.

But, FO’ist! Who do Ewe Love?

I’m telling, Ewe, BERCY don’t know how To Rock and Roll… but Bercy sure knows how to bake Korean croissants.

Ewe, loves Mí, cabra de puerta… Ewe really-really love Mí.

In local news it turns out, once again that in fact “yo no busco…», South Korea comes to Mí Katie Phang, 🎶 That is, you can’t, you know, tune in but it’s all right 🍓🍓🍓🍓 That is, I think it’s not too bad.