Eye say, do Ewe spick-ah Mí language³

And, Sweet Child O’Mine, don’t get Mí started on with Kevin en OAXACA :

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Where do Öüï go now? — And Hercules responds, go find the Vulcan and follow The Mean Streak to from Old Segovia Road in Texas, to Château de Vaux-le-Vicomte, Dr. Poisson’s got the rest of the Voyage.

³~. Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon…

Adventures in Transliterations

¿La prefectura de la comedia? I think that Eye wrote that transliteration, Aussie.

 

Across The Atlantic, what Chef Boyardee wants to get out of PAM™ is if she’s going to bring the bacon or knot!? And after yesterday’s audition for the next Prime Time Pundit on FOX News it is clear that PAM™ is bringing all the butter-flavored chemicals, but knot the bacon anyway.

CHICAGO-Style retribution:

I swear, Jimmy Kimmel, the prophecies manifest on their own, Eye don’t even have to try.

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At yesterday’s congressional shit-show, Trump’s personal lawyer brought gobs of coconut oil spray to obstruct justice for the women who, as a Florida Attorney General, she promised to protect. For the banana republic that Them United States in America has become, the tropical stonewalling was in Harmony with Eris’ discord.

And, Ana Cabrona, say hello Paola Ramos in reel-Thyme : sources close to Ari Melver relay that Paola Ramos stole Bernard-Henri Lévy’s just got out of bed hair-doo.

“Man is an animal who lives in a polis³”

Whomever believes that “man is a political animal” is probably a fucking populist with Sadistic Mika as an opening act for The Band.

Animalz!!! The Gall, France!!! The Gall to flash school children (with no voting significance) to a Starbucks 🧜‍♀️ sign.

Any hoot 🦉 Symone Sanders, that feeling that you felt with that “voting-age” student panel, or congress at the Agora of some university in América is the same feeling that Eye felt at BrUTEP in 2007/08, too. Perhaps Alicia Menendez knows this feeling also, it’s called:

Sometimes Eye Feels like a foster parent-less child, —man!

🦪 and remember, if it happens to be September and youse in ex-Île, then Évry pearl is the ball hooked to a chain, the French invented a word for, IT!, and it’s ostracism, not to be confused with circumcision ✂️ , period!

 

Screenshot courtesy of Bender Rodríguez-es .

 

³~. Homer in SPRINGFIELD, according to some guy named Aristotle.

SPRINGFIELD

Any güey, Öüï remains in hibernation but that is only because Calypso 🍹 time is gone… Oktoberfest follows 🍻.

Where have you gone
Solon slayer of Draco’s
Democracy turns it’s
Lonely laws to you…

In conclusion, don’t call any animal happy (except for 🦮 Labradores-es) until that animal is dead, and thus stopped leading the blind, —like that bum, —Homer.

SAMU 115 — ACT TÚ… with Susianna* Gervais

Öüï left the Gervais parlor with an indigestion and Molière was wrapped in shame.

Mozart for Africa, dummies. Followed by the Chip-en-Dale’s Ladies Only Cabaret.

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If {and}

Only if:

In this section, professor Wooderson will explain trigonometric functions for statistical matrixes in the glitches, —bitches.

Get your abacuses out and no ombligos como excuses {and}

Oh, by the way, if you can identify which one is pink, you get a car from the Land of Oz on the Oprah Winfrey’s show.

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Poquelin, in his best they’s wished that d’Artagnan was from Texas… not from la pussy-ass Comédie de Paris.
*~. Sorry for misspelling your name.

And here’s why how, Lafayette:

Step one, Ewe would not think that Öüï would pull Sparta out of Mí ass, not if you played fútbol before or, if you know where the Thompson Twin Plants in the El Paso—Front Chi Borderplex is located at… Doña Ana.

So, unless Nicolle Wallace is going to call 🤙🏻 The Atlantic and ask for Rasputin’s number, bear with me or, trust Mi when Eye tells you how I booked Hélène Noguerra for today’s pizza 🍕 menu lineup to fit Helen of Troy on TX Loop 375 and I-10.

And, Paris, imagine what a different poem the Iliad would have been if No Guerra would have been necessary for Helena, eh?