Tag Archives: Talía Olvera

Happy Anniversaire Hélène, yo escribo porqué todo me encabrona³

Sapo Verde, Elenita… sapo verde to you.

 

³~. Y de paso, que chingue a su madre Carlos Fuentes y todo el SERVICIO EXTERIOR MEXICANO en Francia.

¡Arriva el pueblo bueno! y abajo los paisanos del sueño 🥳 estadounidense de Santa Cruz de Las Panochas (UCSC).

… so, Princess, you say you left a revolution? Well let Mí, tell Ewe—how IT! (that motherfucker) will be, there’s Maya Matin taking on the role of the Cowboy and La Kalten Portier-Back in the role of the wacky, waving, inflatable profiláctico next to JR’s “MESA de OTAY” INFLATABLE CASTLE 🏰 à Pont Neuf, Issy-next-to all of that expensive baggage contra face à La Samaritaine, and if you, doña Poni-Amor, is wondering what’s for dinner 🍽️ worry knot because youse gonna eat CARN🐏EIRO from la rue de Eliane Jeannin-Garreau en Issy-les-Moulineaux.

Get A Piece Of Your Action.

… entonces, pues, doña Poni-a-More, if I (armando segovia) was to reveal to your refugee-ass that back in 2010 Carlos told Mí to find my way to France and that he would take care of the rest you would probably tell Mí that as soon as “Los Amigos de México en Francia” got a whiff of that promise THAT THEY would do Évry thing to eviscerate me, and then CARLITOS died in CONCORDIA and everything went to Scheiße, as German-volk say.

And Katty Kay, forget Caputo and Weiss

Up next : El fucking Niño, and the End o’Times

… and Cousin Joe, you Reganite son-of-a-bitch, here’s why, because if The Trump Administration in them United States in América muses about convicting Raúl Castro from Cuba, for the downing of a plane with Little Havana fags in it, then Donald should also convict GEORGE W. Bush and his boot licker Attorney General, Antonio Gonzáles, for giving “Bambi” a get-out-of TERRORIST JAIL card.

But First! It’s a Cinco de Mayo celebration with Carlos Fuentes in-and-around Montparnasse, and if you know what happened to Carlos on that particular date in 1999 ; then you know that you have reached “La Región Más Transparente” de una estatua de plata en una “Frontera De Cristal”, on the birthday-eve of one of Carlos Fuentes’ friends, Princess Hélène Elizabeth Louise Amélie Paula Dolores Poniatowska Amor.

https ://www .quien .com /espectaculos /2019/12/05 /hija-carlos-fuentes-libro-relacion-escritor-primera-esposa?

 

¿Olla, cómo va? Mexican combos to the bongo, bass, piano and guitar

The Mango Beat from across The Seine scène.

But first the knews:

¿ Olla Cómo Va ?

In Choisy-le-Roi, a homeless African suspected of shipping 4 (each) clochards on the French rivière will be tried as a homeowner, according to sources close to Talia (sin acentos) Olvera at the Paris préfecture who has command+authority on this stage.

50 Ways to Kill a clochard… Simón que Sí 🙂‍↕️ Pablo; simón que sí.

This Train don’t carry pussy-ass Armstrong’s 🎺 Gabriel es el nombre que más odio de un cabrón de la Calle Olvera.

Bienvenida guayabera mía… y a Florence Cassez cómo le quitamos lo bailado?

Encuentros Cinematográficos Viva Mexico

No Congés were hurt in the spanking of these congas… en un minuto de Jazz: no insistas Nancy Somber, Öüï don’t need no stinkin’ Instant Grams!!! I have Crack ⚽ in my blood.

Octubre 2011
Hecho en México
by Duncan Bridgman
produced by
Bernardo Gómez

Deer Isaac, by the power vested in Mí by the motherfucking Producers, and Mephistopheles… Eye hereby remind all Goodfellas and House Painters that:

In The Hand of Bart — Jazz’jueves vieja…

Mel Brooks is God and Martin Scorsese is off-course a Jumping Jack Fag.

Sin celery,

D’ante y D’espues

But first, Amarillo By Morning… up from San Ant’on.

Fidel Castro was God… at The Melania Trump Center

Mojito

Kiss 💋 🎸

In D.C. insertions, Pablo Torre inserted his buddy. It’s Ivy League and connections, or just plain ol’nepotism, and this! This is why Donald Trump is master of ceremonies at the Kennedy Center’s last dance with Democracy in America, it’s in French so fuck if even Eye can understand that shit.

And no mister Blumenthal, no. Wake up from Morning Joe. It’s no mystery look into my i’s. My i’s are dotted, how about your tee’s?

Verbatim: Molotov they thought that they were the underground, of that I don’t have the slightest doubt. What happened is that the underground is on the surface. Carlos Monsiváis, January 1998.

ALASKA is/was Russian… Silvester Stallone stars as a Connect-Eye—Cut write-in candidate.

france culture y la política ficción de la L.E.F.³

Peach and Mario – Just Friends… nothing to see here.

It’s all Greek to Mí, and over at Morning Joe, the entire CockSucking team, except Katty Kay, is figuring out Why Argentina is big on The Rock en Tu Idioma scène.

In Texas news, Democrats flee the state fearing that the Patron Saint of Pedophiles will cast a spell (or point the finger at them) and send them to the Alligator Jail in Jeffrey Epstein recruiting swamps.

Lonnie Anderson stars as a 13-year old.

³~. Liberté, Égalité, Franglais sources close to Valérie Pécresse at La RATP relay that there is pickpocketing going on at La Places d’Italie, Jazz du Métro and other assorted vocalists are sounding the alarm, but personally I (Armando Segovia) can relay that Valérie is making a killin’ with the separation of BUS and MÉTRO tickets, and here is why nigga’ :  because when someone decides to jump onto the tracks hoping to die, your metro ticket will not be valid on the Bus/Tram network de Paris… and you can walk that to the PARKS, Marvin.

Las Belgas Son Más Cabronas, period!

“¡Para la memoria!” That’s what the Mexican Foreign Service in San Bernardino, California, relayed to their compinches~counterparts at the Mexican consulate located at rue de Notre Dama de Las Victorias en Paris, Francia, on January of 2011, two weeks to be precise before the start of the failed Year of Mexico in France.

🟣 la cultura juarense de Vilma Fuentes en Francia

Beatified Pimp of TRUMP’S Cult of Pizza-eating Pedophiles in Florida.

¡Para la memoria!… it means ¡Stop the memory! And if you are the person in charge of musing the RAYUELA reflection of the day at La Jornada in Mexico City, your spiel to THEY reads empty and hypocritical, but keep on rocking them REMESAS Gentrificadas en tiempos de hambre.

¡Hello Goodbye!

El Genaro García Luna del “pueblo bueno”

Ya ves Sergio Ávalos, que sí son iguales al P.R.I., son lo mismo y creo que hasta un poco peor. En fin, que viva MACUSPANA y lo siento por lo de las remesas, JOHN MILL ACKERMAN convenció a todos los “paisas” en la Unión Americana de que Obama era un ladrón y Putin lo mejor de DONALD JOHN TRUMP, y por eso “los paisas buenos” votaron por LAS REDADAS de Herr nazi-Jew Stephen Miller.

En México, nueva ley promulga que el cableo público de La Comisión Federal de Ele-TRIcida’ sean enterrados y desaparecidos por pinches $2,000 pesos del erario.

Bien decía tu comadre licenciada, Talía Olvera, que los mexicanos que se van a los EEUU no son como los mexicanos que se vienen a Francia a estudiar con las remesas de BAKERSFIELD o de Oklahoma, que son lo mismo pero no son igual.

… [A]nd Jon°at°han° Le Mire : if Ewe have the balls to ask Dr. Johanne Poisson³

³~. If, and-only-if Ewe have the balls to ask Dr. Johanne Poisson, Jonathan Lemire, then you will/would find out that in 2014 little ol’Eye told Bruno at the Préfecture de Cité about how, even if little ol’Eye was to turn over a DRAFT for his fucking supervisor to review, MANUEL VALLS in that epoch, could not begin to understand or interpret what was coming because the technology for Ewe Motherfuckers here “in la belle Rance” was too far-fetched to grasp, and so instead Stèphanie Menou was deployed to ridicule and yes,  even repress using a group OF FRIENDS of both FERMIN MUGURUZA and Diego Luna en “el cinito mexicano de Mateo García y su primo-hermano, Jonás Cuarón”.

“you i i i everything else”

“It seem that everyday this week (we) have been talking about this subject (A.I.)”

And~Or… “it can’t be beautiful and big at the same time”, tú the moon Elon Musk. Trump is about to eat your Winning Phase like a leopard on the net.

Entonces, Molly Jong-Fast, your mother should know, that Jonathan Lemire ain’t seen nuttin’, JET!

In Washington, Morning Joe hired two people to read the last post alone 👯‍♀️ , and in the words of Jonathan Stewart (not that one, Gael Garcia Beltran, not that one but the Egyptian Jon Stewart from the PRIMAVERA de 2010) those two clams are young, Jong… but they lack your mother’s experience… throw Adrienne or any of the Katty’s on the payroll to bring this big-beautiful plane of existence to run, güey.

7 Minutes to understand I fucking Told You So

La mafia (el narco) en Francia

“Avante, azione, traveling… 🗣️📣 SILENZIO.

 

Never mind Nicholas,  nevermind it’s just an ankle bracelet, but I MUST SAY, that French Accessoire would look great on Donald John Trump’s DRAFT-DODGING, overweight and freakishly deformed HEEL SPURS… what a little bitch-ass way to get out of wearing a military uniform in QATAR.

Dear Stéphanie Menou, i hate to say it, but how is your Mexican Cinema Club at the préfecture de Cité working out for your Narco-menou Deo needs?

Let’s review, Los LEVANTONeS are on the rise, cocaine use (at least by the empty baggies) that I see where French bobos party are starting to be more common than petty HASH.

12 Frases Célebres de Pépe Mujica:

1. Entre las naciones, como entre los adinerados de El Club de La Pájara Peggy en París, el respeto a la coca ajena no es mutuamente EXCLUSIVO de una “carne asada³” en en la banlieue.

Wait until 12 year olds start acting like little entitled “madrinas” for JUANITO Guanabacoa and those “pretty” little friends of Mexico at THE Luminor en EL BARRIO de LOS PUTOS, en Le Marais.

³~. Carne Asada is code in Ciudad Juárez, Chihuahua, for a party where one guest will be the cut into different pieces and then said pieces are simmered in a liquid that will dissolve all traces of humanity from the “special” guest at that macabre fest… but I (Armando Segovia) am sure that la bendita “police-de-la police” knew that already, but if you coq suckers don’t (know) just ask FLORENCE CASSEZ, she has a working background on how those “festivities” develop…  🎹 As Time Goes By 🎶 🎶 🎶so Stéphanie Menou, you must remember this:

I FUCKING TOLD YOU SO

Paloma, “[S]omeone must have slandered Joseph K.,”

… It goes without mentioning, as Melle. Menou perhaps will recall, that on the day that her supervisor, Bruno³, revoked my visa to La France, two things where happening outside of that caserne, the first thing involved Talía Olvera who was casually standing near to Dr. Poisson’s moto🛵  scooter, perhaps waiting to photograph the exact moment when i exited the préfecture de La Cité; the second synchronicity of that particular episode was the typical Parisian history lesson plastered throughout city landmarks in the form of giant postcards that display a particular theme. Much like that pale white church up that sits on top of the 18th district of the most pretentious city in the World, these giant postcards usually display the horrors that French generals committed for the Glory of Louis XIV and in recent decades, for The Fifth French Republic.

I swear Stephanie Menou… i literally can’t make Ploquin up.

³~. Last name of Bruno is only known by Bruno’s mother and Doctor Poisson which with whom, Bruno held a heated email exchange.

Sobre aviso, no hay engaño³… let’s talk about Sex, baby

Los transexuales no son FEMEN, and Mika Paccard… let Mí, show you how una Verónica 🐂, looks like.

All Those Jeers Ago

 2011… FEMINICIDIOS with Jorge Harmodio, Pablo Gleason y, los francifónos francófonos Francos.