Tiburón a la vista : Socia°Lista — morena rancia

Deer, Luc Free Log, fuck you and the helicopters that you love. With that in mind, let’s talk shop, our first involuntary guest is La Somme.

For the record what a time to be alive, Representative Ruffin, leave it to the filthy French to have an snap 🫰 election, la Fête de La Musique and, the motherfucking opening ceremony of the Games of the XXXIII Summer Olympics all in the span of one month… and with a shark 🦈 on the loose up and down l’Ille-de-France. That’s fucking impressive, mister Ruffin.

Es que ser no es lo mismo que estar, porque estar viva is just to Be Alive, ¡As opposed to being dead, —eh! Ojo con eso ya que « ser » muy viva is a personal quality of equis persona, it means that the person is very smart and more often than not it juxtaposes on the thresholds of opportunism. Ask Gilberto Bosques en París.

… and mister Ruffin, it’s no coincidence that “el orgullo” del nepotismo de La Maison de La Radio en París, not in Issy, named his new album, “Viva tú”…

Anyhow, Representative Gatel, do you qualify for RSA while the Assembly is out of order, or are you Schiltz out of Luck?

Now, mister Ruffin, —much like the Shark ‘honeymooning-down-by-the-Seine premise, the RSA question might seem a bit asinine, but there have been episodes of sharks venturing onto a river, and if I may recall, there’s a Housekeeper who got elected in recent past, right?

https ://www .assemblee-nationale .fr /dyn /deputes /PA795438

Sure, mister Ruffin, sure… Eye knows that you have that little sardonic magazine and that coffee-making racket you got going with Chuck, or Philippe, or whatever your assistant’s name is, but what about representative Keke? Is she supposed to go back to her “personal services for parti-culeros”?

Bébé Requin—Hardy cover.

Sponsored by RFPP and Juanito Guanabacoa…
morena~Rancia invita

Ask Georgina Moreno or Alicia Leos, mister Ruffin, both are the epitome of double entendre and all things shady in the Public Square of “mamma Marianne” and the backstabbing politics of the Mexican tacos stands (world wide).

Over at the Morjo Show, it’s Summer Movies at The Drive~In, at the silver screen multiplex, it’s “Back to my family” and “Mí and Mrs. Jones”. Mika is not a-mused… no wait, actually she is, her giggles gave her a güey.

Any how, there’s a shark roaming at THEE Canal de Saint-Martin, and I can confirm, that there was a dead guy at the Seine when Bejo was being filming JAWS (in French).

Inside sources under the nº 7 at La Conciergerie on the Right Bank relay that the dead fellow was not floating between two péniches-es—ese, but on the stairway to the Commerce Court at Cité, I know because I was there when the flicks sealed the scene… now say hello to my little Axolotl.

Stop the presses… it’s FOWL Balls on Donna Perino

All Apologies, but there’s a Mexican Suitcase under the Weight of that Mexican Elephant femur.

I swear that Capa is not going to mind, trust Mí, I slept at a Holiday Inn.

Sponsored by The TFN Group Facility Management Services… as Holey as a Slice of Swiss Cheese.

Enter Franck Julien
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Eye am Gru.

N° 13 — Adriana LARA, p. 112 | 113
Art Film 1: Ever present yet ignored, 2006
RESISTING THE PRESENT
MEXICO 2000 / 2012

And, madame La Députée KeKe, Eye hears you, and if Cochin Hospital (FEB 2021) was a token, then maybe that would be proof that I am not jumping on your bandwagon so, with that out of the way, LET’S TALK about ATALIAN, , and now that you have access to SECURITY CAMERAS, mark last night’s date as the day that you need to ask about for visual-aid sake’s, and here is why madame La Députéé:

Follow My Lead

🎶 Tus Ojos Mexicanos Tuyos… watch out Delphine Deau et Camille Maussion at FRANCE Musique, ERIC THEUTIL is a peepin-tom, Phat Basterd is trying to get near your bathroom WINDOWS with the WORN-out excuse of auditioning your “singing voices”, watch out, Éric is recruiting Sirenes for his sinister buddy, Denis ‘the guppy’ Soula.

https ://www .radiofrance .fr /francemusique /podcasts /open-jazz /nefertiti-quartet-cadrage-et-debordements-4145136
Must
be read with an African Accent

For the record, “fuck SciencesPo” and thier ‘SciencesPolitas”.
Aussi, madame La Députée, I ain’t no fortunate son. Why last night as you where celebrating your victory, like say, before 21h45 in G-20 rue de Louvre time, an ATALIAN goon was exercising his “PROFILING rights” by denying me the use of a microwave oven, which I wanted to use in order to re-heat the discounted anti-gaspillage chicken legs that I had just purchased. I know. Because I have seen all kinds of people use that same microwave at the time that I wanted to use said microwave, so the excuse of “you can’t use it because it has already been cleaned”… is a perfect example of a Dangling meal.

If anything, IF THE STORE IS OPEN, and the cashier just took my money to pay for the motherfucking chicken legs, THAT IS THE LEAST that YOUR BLACK SUIT wearing ass can do for a customer.

To be clear, because according to BFM TV and La Députée Annie Genevard (LR) whom some fellow named Tousaint interviewed just before Julie Gayet (PS) was celebrating the Wrench thrown on the French Republic, with the Pizza Delivery Girl at France Musique, that’s what Laura Haim (from SciencesPo) is SUPPOSED to speak like, when speaking to José in Andalusia de los MSNBC’s, madame Haim is supposed to be clear when words come out of her pie-hole.

To be clear, according to msnbc Haim, the retirement age reform is the biggest challenge for the changing landscape of The France. “Going to the beach”, in Haim’s words, is the biggest challenge for —The France.

Training Wheels for “Yellow 🎗️-wearing ” buddy fucker Gregg.

TO BE CLEAR, I guess the French are “clear” when they speak in Astérix mode, never in any other ‘themed’ park setting, or so it seems.