And, Reverend Al Sharpton… We (🇲🇽) just got’s u.s³. an Ethiopian warrior

But first…

Ahora cúentame una de Willie Nelson.

Las Barbies

Disposable heros

From The Producers of “Super Fonceur », comes the story of GOLIATH, un jeune super costaud. Starring, Marie-Ange Schiltz’-es-es and les clochos de la rue de l’Ermitage (75020).

Previously on, The Gap Band’s bomb dropping circus en la Colonia ROMA…

³~. estados unidos (🇲🇽), it’s the official nomenclature of the place that, ¹colonizers, ²buccaneers, and *digital nomads en la Colonia Roma call:

Ewe Dropped A Bomb On Mí, pundits—Ewe dropped a bomb on Mí.

🇨🇵 MEC’ˢ y Cº 🇺🇸

Now, the first thing that Öüï must do is keep the Mexican Fútbol National Team from reaching this kid 🐐, but most important, keep that French Ambassador strolling through La Zona Rosa en la CDMX from turning this little gourmand into one of those satyrs en-faunados de Reforma. Let’s find a place for him in the National Basketball 🏀 Team, where is where he belongs… and one more thing:

Eek-a-Mouse now in Quesadilla flava.

Las Quesadillas Si LLEVAN Queso.

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.

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

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

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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. 🕶️ 🥁⚙️®️