… and, Alicia Menendez : must be the coke

Not Donald Trump… i can’t sleep. Fuck Ari Member anyhow. I am poor, anyway. Now rally-up a movement—Ewe son of a SEATTLE ⚾ Bitch.

White  powder

Magazines fry your brain… and your pregnant belly.

I’ll show you the image later, right now i’m fried… any 🦉 hoot, fuck you Ari Melber.

If Ewe believe they put a man on the moon, you should put a charismatic prosecutor, not a dry-ass lawyer. But I regress… and fuck the (Arizona) people.

Mi Hacienda d’Adobe y la milpa across the bend

¿Con los ojos cerrados? Ewe bet nigga’

https ://www .jornada .com .mx /noticia /2025/05/15 /opinion /san-pedro-una-neohacienda-urbana

And starring as Julius Caesar

 

Roma SKAnke Tomatos, get your Roma SKAnke Tomatoesin season now.

No particular Thyme, it’s 11:24 am in nato time and according to the California Raisins Richter’s ⚖️ Scale, Susana Poveda just had a Cosmic Orgasm en Cabine

Mercy, mercy, Mí.

Tic Tok? No, sorry… Öüï has never finger-banged with that app, period.

and ya_Don’t stop—ah Wan Tú (single-double).

i can get funky with my I’s dotted and my T’s with four prisms on each QUADRANT, Ewe bet. 

… mirror 🪞 mirror on the wall:

I tell you this: if Eye was French… never mind 💋

here’s another thing Ewe don’t know, it’s 3° with Mí, myself, and Eye. Three nails and a cross makes Chuy a dull man. 

That’s like all work and no organized Grab-Ass.

Any 🦉 hoot, Ari Melber, if the pants fit pull-Em# Up! Nigga. You are going to need a belt and Eye’Warrant—y—IT!, she’ll like it too.

But nevermind Seattle, Ari Melber, Eye tú been D.A.R.E. and stole the t-Shhhirt, Olympia will not let Mí lie, nigga’. Olympia would Knot and since Ewe are the resident NIGGER 📜 on the msnBC’s you know that EGO TRIP ends with a [sic] riff that should transition from NUBIAN to RuBiO and off-course: WARRANT

🎶 Para que quieres amores finjidos?

Issy-Marco-Rubio, you are a disgrace to La RAZA here, there, and Évrywhere.

The cue knot The Q… ‘Cus This Is Thriller, Edward Van Halen

⌛ … and Reverend AL, the secret to fitting all of the pieces of the 🧩 puzzle 🧩 is the following, but first, if you have an opportunity to look up at the stars tonight, perhaps you will notice that all of #Em will line up in two rows facing each other to usher in The Q… The Q is dead. Long live the Cue at the poles.

⭐ 🎺 ⭐

El patrón … or the cutting die. That’s the secret to fitting all of the 🧩 puzzle 🧩 pièces. All puzzles are cut from the same patrón, pues.

Thriller Night Follows…
and if you know who Manny Pacquiao is³
then y’all know that this Thriller is bigger than Manila, Zaire—The 2 Congos, and ALL THAT JAZZ.

³~. A former Filipino senator in Manila 🥊.

Later on the BEAT {it} Show with Ari Melber, it’s Carville on the ring.

And now… the rest of the story of the first day of what’s left of your time on Earth.

Entonces pues, ReVerenDo Sharpton, it’s like Eric B. and Rakim told George Benson, “Don’t Sweat the TechniQUE”, and just like in with the Black dude in “The Running Man”… Charlotte Bibring is brought back from Retirement to take the role of “Fireball”. I.M.dBe-it, Reverend Al, it’s Jim Brown straight out of a Blaxploitation film about 2025.

Checkpoint “Quick”.

So Give Mí the night.

Nicolle Wallace, is that aqua-cock³ that youse wearing, or is Caroline Lening just happy to C-Mí

³~. R 3 ; G 171 ; B 171 — # 03abab  

Schiltz’ Schlitz-es-es.
I can still hear Geronimo 🪶 telling us: “When I’m ass-on-the floor at the Forum⁸, I’m nothing, people walk by without seeing me; when I’m at the Bagagerie, I’m Goyaałé² .” With his friend Kevin, and his girlfriend Aurélie, they daydream of a surveillance business. Equipped with walkie-talkies entrusted to them by the organizing association, they keep watch over the parties before the renovation at Les Halles’ “Jardin 🐍 extraordinaire”. They looked great in their dark uniforms. At the time, for a year or two, they provided security for the many events taking place in the neighborhood, at. Everyone loves Teddy’s smile, known as Ficelle. Teddy is a Pierrot lunaire, very attached to his tricycle full of odds and ends. Don’t tell me, I don’t want to know. Him, it’s prison. He’ll be expelled, I don’t know what for. Two lovebirds get married in front of the mayor of the 1st arrondissement and their friends from Mains libres. They leave for the provinces, to take up jobs as handlers in supermarkets near Agen. The young people leave us quickly – a way out, we say. Some come back, then disappear again. I hope the best for them, but the hard law of social statistics prevents me from believing in fairy tales. ¶ 5
Schlitz Shiltz Waltz follows… but FO’ist! It’s ¶ 6: right? V-low ⬇️

Fortunately, there aren’t too many of them,  like them, and social intervention focuses on offering them a future, a way in, sooner or later. More neglected by social action are those who have been disaffiliated for a long time, those who have a long experience of the street, or those who have reached the end of a pathway that has seen a succession of shelters, hospitalizations, revalidations – all the temporary stays that punctuate the daily life of uncertain people³.

VI

³~. I personally would have preferred using “nowhere they”, sitting on their nowhere ass, —or something like that.

 💣

Ewe dropped a bomb on Mí
Pundit
Ewe dropped a bomb on Mí

💥

Shecagó Blues.

… and the turd looks just like a “little boy”

Anyhow, it looks swell…ing from the other end of the teleprompter.

🖖🏿

 

And, Ari Melver, it’s Ringo’s Birthday, here’s yo’Ring madafaka: with shugga on top. You know the deal, Richard Steele Starr’s as The Humpty Dumpty Gap Band dancing Foo, and Caroline goes digitally 🚇 underground to Jamaica in search of Dexter… in Hilo, Hawaii.

They put that nigga in da’moovies. 🕶️ 🥁⚙️®️

Top of the FO’ist and Colbert steps to The Plate

Unlike Ari Melver’s fantasy Jet City Wee’men baseball team [for] our coverage of the first 150th Anniversary Softball Tournament of La Commune de Paris, Öüï base[s] the plays on Historicity and real characters of an already established universe. Whereas, Ari (that motherfucker) bases his plays on whatever is good for the gander, and of course, the motherfucking goose.

Et Cerf-panthère, the motherfucking groundhog took a peek outside from La Grotte et a vu un panneau qui disait : le mimétisme est la forme la plus sincère de la flatulence

¿Así de que, qué pedo con ese pedo?

LA OLALA OLALA, allí está. Fresh off a Mil-Spec Space–A flight from The Hanoi Hotel is none other than “The Maverick » and he is performing a shimmy dance to the call of The Supremes who asked the former Panamænin and Arizona Senator to entertain the empty stalls at the Pershing Memorial Baseball Field á Vincennes… Charles de Batz de Castelmore d’Artagnan (that SumBitch) is of course, playing “bad cop” and just informed The Maverick that his shenanigans will not be tolerated while Mr. Colbert is at The Plate.
The Maverick, being The Maverick begins to strip and in this ESTablished UNIverse, The Good Senator can raise both ARMS above his shoulders.

… [A]nd Willie Geist, of course you all know that it was the Very Mexicans who went ahead and invented metachronal rhythm

Another advantage of knot reading our coverage of the most dynamic game in the vicinity of The French Olympic Siege à Vincennes is that our cast of characters are ridiculously fresh y excitantes.

After the break it’s, 9 Nasty WO’ids N°3: “la torita”… [A]nd Glady’s, could you please frame said “torita” in LatinX form?.

Take Colbert for example, he lies just in front of The Nelson Mandela Garden at a “well known” soup kitchen, heck! Eye just took a pee (right in front of Mr. Colbert) at one of the outhouses municipales, not the ones from Mr. D’orin… AND DEER LORDE JESUS!!! The loo’s are brand-spanking KLEAN (pronounced with a sea) and by brand-sparkin’ Klean, Eye means brighter than the whiteness of the Home Team uniform… (note to editors: Eye could have gone with pointy white bedsheets with elaborate crosses but that was already done on January the 6th of the year of our Lorde 2021.)

Dear, Ari Melver… let’s quit in a fit break

Aussie, youse doing great; and on D.A.T. note: Ari, Sir, don’t be a Dick! 

Suicide Solution

Come to think of it!
Clorox®️ is fine,
but Antifreeze is quicker! .::. F6A53811-FE89-4CC3-912B-BFF9A8505076 🎟 It’s symbolic … sarcastic of course.

… and Live from Paname, it’s Weekend Edition, SEATTLE TRIBUTE.

Tequila is better than bleach

At the time, it was madrugada en Hilo Hawaii .::. D016AEC9-D1B2-4FB6-ABA6-2063FD34A0A9 ☣️ esto es una serenata al revés. Stay indoors mariachi. Agave for health—say no to LySol.

🎵 Memoria, memoria
Memoria, memoria
 
Come doused in mud, soaked in bleach
As I want you to be
As a trend, as a friend
As an old
 
Memoria, memoria
Memoria, memoria
 
¡Ay, viejas feas!
“Y como dicen los franchutes de la sierra”

“Y como dicen los franchutes de la sierra” .::. F45FF191-0CD9-43A2-A89A-E5974EEBD0DD 🏄🏽‍♂️ « LES MARACAS LUI DONNENT LA TUNA AL THON DE ATÚN ».
ENASALADA DE LOCOS… no necesariamente mexicana, pero sí, eso sí, INFLUENCIADA por LECHUGA, Héctor. —_•!•_— LUCHA DE INDEPENDENCIA por el Campeonato Mundial de Lucha Libre. Por el título vacante de DEVALUADOS PESOS : Las Flores de Toloache vS.  Los Franchutes de La Sierra.

 
 
¡Qué chulas están! 
 
Any güey, Negrita, we [the staff of this most non–consequential blog] made it to Rialto with Thyme to spare, now Aussie, pay attention you–trippy–motherfucker–you and pay no attention to Ari Melber, as mention by the prettiest Amazon on the SNL scene (Catherine Deneuve) Ari has HEINZ written over that occasional beard that he likes to sport every once on a Friday Fright night, and he “needs a little pat on the back in order to be able to perform,” so pay no attention to The BEAT’s ragginess in real-time last night in Gotham’s time. And, besides Aussie, you’d be forgiven for not knowing that in Ari Melver’s esquire role in The Emerald City, he is trynig to get a Shotgun off of the hook in a Lithium charge.
 
Listen, Shugah, if youse not reading this little lick in a Jimmy Hendrix voice, youse probably a square from Olympia, but worry not baby, it’s one thing to learn how to play like a Voodoo Child, it’s quite another to Chop them motherfucking castles (down) From The Hip, you hear‽ Musicians call it a “signature sound”, una firma or BYLINE in newspeak, pues, ¡güey!.
C'mon now!

C’mon now .::. F02A4687-DC6A-4DD5-9C22-7945577B1393 🌒 Meet over at Green River Community College… we’ll figure out what Third Grade Maths is all about.

Any güey, Negrita color de llanta; check it out, precious, öüï will meet you on the other end of SAN DIMAS at HWY 66 and then shoot past Pasadena in order to shoot up on D.A.T. D.A.R.E I–5 all the way to the other end of it! In Aberdeen, to see About A Girl… see you D.A.R.E., and don’t be Square.
 

Dear, Ari Melber, esquire — That’s a hell of a mic that you’re wearing

Indeed, counselor. Indeed, it goes real well with the line of questions.

Dear, Rachel Maddow

Dear, Rachel Maddow .::. B2430385-1274-46D6-B014-37810699DBD0 🦌 If Former congressman Charles Joseph Scarborough (the 3rd) asked you to be the vice-president running mate to Joe Biden, would you accept?
🕵🏽‍♂️🎶
Don’t answer me, don’t break the silence
Don’t let me win
Don’t answer me, stay on your island
Don’t let me in

the FOist thing, counselor, please give our regards to DONNIE Deutsch, the amicable face of the Donald John Trump Fifth Avenue posse will be spared (come MAY They) from the most–unfortunate task of having to speak with Michael Cohen in that there Club Fed jail.

Ehhhhh, whatcha cooking, Doc?

Ehhhhh, whatcha cooking, Doc? .::. D76D9F43-8202-4C16-BC2F-7FEA0F3972CC 🐇

With that out of the way, mr. Melber, and to quote the greatest blues player of all time, “youse a cotton pickin’ picker”, that’s fo’sure. Here’s why, motherfucker:

https ://www .msnbc .com /msnbc/watch /sen-amy-klobuchar-calls-for-a-national-strategy-on-testing -82183237778… NOTE TO ED:

The link above ⬆️ is only part of Ari Melber’s line of questioning ⬇️ below, you’ll get the rest of the context.

Why? Ari Melber.  Why would you put a mid-West miner’s daughter on the spot, ON THE SPOT (motherfucker) with the question that none in that there BLUE–lit building was allowed to ask about mr. Biden’s latest accuser, —Before Bernie ceded the race!. The Nerve of you cotton pickin’ pickers. My guess is that given your Heinz family ties you probably want D.A.T. “little pat in the back” just like that cute “Catsup” bottle said on the Lord Lorne Saturday Night Show, to get you to perform, eh?

Previously on Carolina Mary — Wash your hands

The Whole Kimchi Enchilada with a side of Qabili Palau.

When Wax monoliths melt

When Wax monoliths melt with Ari Melber .:. PAPA DON’T TAKE NO MESS, and if you are down with The Rev, you know what this means.

Anygüey, Wax Model Moore:

HOY NO HUBO Jazz, but whatever happens, please relay to Cousin Joe that neither El Niño Luc (version) of an Ugly Mexican in Nueva York, or his more incognito (doppelgänger) here in Paris at fip Central Station (Aussi) should “retire” during the course of this most non–consequential Work-in-Progress blog.

Tráfico de influenza

Tráfico de Influenza .:. 3BA7A38D-43D8-495A-AF73-85D05E331E0B 🗣 KORNACKI: You WANT mí on D.A.T. Wall — You NEED Mí On D.A.T. Wall.

As a Matter–of–Fact, Morning Mika, öüï would like to see D.O.S. Two (beasts) “Dancing Cheek to Cheek” from See-two-Shining See. In the mean time John Oliver, “You Dit It!” You, you, you! Heck, you Australian–looking handsome Rosbif fella!!! We [the staff] had not realized that you had the ‘Bullfighter’ genie in you; you must be from Gibraltar.

El Próximo Toro le corresponde al Mando

Nice “Indulto”* on that toro from la ganadería de los Griffin, “matador”, NOICE Indulto with “El Toro Hardball”.

That Clipboard needs Mí

That Clipboard needs a dash of Mí .:. ACE99C07-96D4-451B-9642-903FFFCE8655  _—•!•—_ Coming up in The Programming LIVE from Panama Beach… avenue, in Austin Texas, —City Limits : hasta La Victoria, siempre.

… [D]itch the “Whataburger“, it’s got ‘gen•TRI•fication in it’s its ‘hamburgers in paradise’ hamburger helper®️ DNA/ADN, and besides, any self-respecting Midnight Ryder knows that SONIC is the In–n–Out of the Southwest, y Raquelito, please inform Chuck D, of the following:

Fuck Tommy Lee Jones and The Men in Black, Eye is —motherfucker— The Black in Men, coming to an At-The Drive Inn in Mars, or some Órbita 106.7 (2005) like D.A.T..