No word if the Train will run on time… it’s MLB ON THE EURO LEAGUE… boom chaka-LA-calaka it’s the U.K. Premier League move to Saint Louis, Missouri, —just to complement the London Bridge in Arizona.
A screen shot here, a screen shot there. It’s not capricious because that would be as unpredictable as having the one once deemed as a “clear and present danger for The Mexican United States, of América” posing next to a very big ol’tree with “El Capone” de telmex in between. PREDICTABLE WOULD BE, brothers in Siestas, to have ese “peligro para México” throwing a Pi al líder de la llamada “mafia del poder”, but these (two) are KNOT predictable times, instead once again you have La Mano de Bernardo Gómez stirring that Té de Tila a don Andrés… “Are You KNOT entertained?”, niño Luc, perhaps you wish to have the next Manchester jersey painted black.
Issy, Roger Bennett, y sí: Eye seconds Qatar as the 2nd Worst Idea in Fútbol history. Told you about MLB sanctions yesterday, and about King James and the Red Devils and, in today’s known news Öüï learns about the J.P. Morgan super liga league.
Most Loaded Billionaires. Killing Mí softly with Jazz.
But seriously, why is the Biden Admin going to scrap/renege — surrender the college debt campaign promise when ÖÜÏ NOW KNOW that the Univision/Televisa remarriage is going to pay like a bunch of taxes (in Mexico anyhow).
A single contribution from “La Rosa de Guadalupe” alone would pay for half the loans East of the Mississippi… Sábado Gigante (en Domingo Siempre) would take care of the western college stations.
In Telemundo news, President Biden orders “la migra” to stop calling non-mexicans in Tijuana « illegal », the new nomenclature is “non-nationals” pro-dodgers fans, period!
Hit the lights.
P.S.: Deer, Victoria de Francisco Sota… is your lamp fluctuating in current or is your office happy to see Mí? — C’mon, Katty Kay! Don’t let the BBC catch you with your lamp off. — That’s the spirit AP Lemire, keep the light on and don’t forget to charge your cellphone.
… [W]e last left CGT Honcho, Philippe Martinez, staging a Strike at the plate with la tal Marine Perrine Le Pen at First, two outs and two strikes on the count. While that happened people at the stadium were treated to a close-up on the simultaneous skirmish on Shortstop and Centerfield by Julius César during the ceremonial first pitch.
* Most Loaded Billionaires… major league baseball if you speak French. The challenge in the craftmanship/womanship of them balls lies with them little red lines not bursting on impact.
Serge Gainsbourg [SG]
— Métrobus, how can Eye be for sure that Mí won’t be thrown under the wheels? Show me a sign.
Claudius Omnibus (en El Chuco)
— Will a collectible do?
— What’cha got in mind? [SG]
— Well Serge, instead of being traded like a stupid little “bobble head” gizmo on the Hollywood strip, how would you like to actually become the collectible? And The Producers are willing to give you that role on the next revolt drama. [CM]
— What’s the catch this time Jean Genie? [SG]
🎶🗣 Well, you’ve heard about the BossTone… he used to be one of those.
For our Puerto Rican non-reading audience at Al Día on Market Street in Philadelphia, please be advised that Teeny Tiny Cat went ahead and adjusted for the Erres at La “Loma” stop… please check “the inset” at the Top of The First Inning of the First 150th Anniversary of La Commune de Paris Softball Tournament at The Sherman Memorial Baseball Field à Vincennes for transdigitalización* of the Catch of the They.
“The woman, identified only as Becky, was heading to Vons market to do some shopping for her granddaughter. She was getting ready to get off the 81 bus at La Roma Road(2) and Figueroa Street when she was attacked ».
Synopsis, John Wayne takes on the role of a lifetime, for the record, the artistic name “John Wayne ‘Gatsby’” was already registered to another facebook account, and so there was only one thing for Mí to Do# and that was to baptize that ‘pilgrim’ with the name “John Wayne ‘Gacy’”, period!
En fin, never mind the Green Berets, here comes the cadre from Academi, formally known as the Blackwater Total Intelligence Solutions Worldwide.
In “I wish they all could be California girls” news, Charles Manson wanted to benefit from a race war between blacks and whites while he (and the family) lounged like lizards in Death Valley, California, (you know, where Burbank filmed the “moon landing”) but i bet that sure as Charlie don’t surf, Charlie could care less if the war was started by urban blacks who attack Filipino-looking Mexicans… let’s pray that Japanese-looking Peruvians are not confused with “cholos” de San Dimas, ese.
I mean, for starters, Becky is American by default even before there was a Ken Salazar in the picture or a Martin Sheen in Vietnam, man!
… [I]n my next segment, Eye will recap the Bottom of The FO’ist and Mí will give an update on that deal that Julius César (that motherfucker) struck with Serge Gainsbourg while The Legion skirmished Centerfield during the opening act, lest you forget (if you are just joining) —I Buried Titus.
One thing fo’sure is that Joe is feeling Japanese—i really think so… i just hope that the Secret Service don’t leave him alone for a second, just look what happened to this Mexican lady who was confused with a “China Poblana”, John Wayne* beat her to a pulp… that racist motherfucker!
Runners on 1st and 2nd with one out and Louise Michel at the mound is showing quite a command of her signature “Windmill Slider ball”, Martinez swings and it’s Strike Two — Macron takes off trying to steal Third Base but The Emperor behind the plate is already sending a cannon ball to Chuck De Gaulle and that’s two and one to go, Little Jupiter missed the steal. La tal Marine Perrine Le Pen remains at first and Philippe Martinez goes on Strike…. that motherfucker!!!
In local news, French people have the distinct honor of joining the 100,000 coronavid club, but judging from the new sitting areas that are springing up along the gutters next to bistro bars the devil may care.
Still to come, “El coronel no tiene putas que le escriban”… only on TELEVISA-UNIVISION.
“Quand je serai grand je serai a COMMERCIAL ».
Today’s CGT Strike is being brought to you by the Queen of Great Britain who just sent a KISS-CAM jingle dedicated to Prince Philip who is sitting next to the Military Industrial Complex squad near Third Base, the audio memento arrives in the voice of Adele and her 007 Bond hit: 🎶 Never forget, you work for me. Prince Philip of course takes the message with a smile and a cup of tea, because “Desperation” is so British, güey, and Prince Philip is of course Greek.
Attention camp: The following transmission of The First 150th Anniversary of La Commune de Paris Softball Tournament from The Sherman Memorial Baseball Field is made possible by the support of Rock of Ages Ace Supply Stores where you can start your holiday shopping in April on La Rue de Rivoli.
Eye knows Teeny Tiny Pundita, Eye knows. The following is going to sound anti-feminist, but Steph it has come to Mí’s attention that if one says the word « progressive » around La Commune de Paris, ‘Liberals!!!’ (those motherfuckers) will cajole you into the Mussolini-Franco front of the political spectrum, so Mike Barnicle, it is not enough to know what the difference between a “liberal” and a “progressive” is, in fact —old timer— you must know how to time shift between Central Europe Time and a Zulu time-stamp.
The tag “liberal” is benchmarked in S.A.E. Imperial Crypto Units of Burbank, California, with Senator Bernie Sanders taking the 10 unit’s art and knot—EYE REPEATS—knot the technocratic Le Figaro metric bleeding hearts of the French touché… the French touché (btw) would include anyone south of La Porte de Versailles in March of 1871.
Now about that police gal, under any other scenario, and i mean any other scenario before a court of law the mare fact that she is a first responder, —a 26-year veteran first responder no less— would give her like extra points before the presiding judge. And yes, Reverend Kasie Hunt, of course i am talking about blind favoritism (punto y coma) the kind that exceptional citizens shower white supremacist veterans with when Texas politicians pander to them.
President Macron swings and drives the camera attention between Michel and Fouquet closing up on Saint Jeanne d’Arc’s glove. Macron is on first and up next on the batting order is the Marine Perrine Le Pen.
Chuck De Gaulle signals Michel to throw Four Balls at Le Pen. Chuck then walked over to the stands to say hello to Prince Phillip. Macron is on Second, Le Pen on First and at the Plate is CGT honcho Philippe Martinez.
— Well i’ll be damned, I see that someone finally got your ass into the field.
Meanwhile in Minneapolis, Marvin and The Last Poets just signed a new Fried Chicken Commercial deal for The Super Bowl .:. 4AE3B7DB-E41B-4E27-B421-BBB2B141475C 🎶🎶🎶 Oh, makes Mí wanna hollar— Speak not of revolution until you are willing to eat rats to survive.
— Indeed, Chuck wanted to be on first, but he settled for third in exchange of a life-time supply of Champy’s special Les Halles rat–on–a–stick with a weekly ration of thinly sliced Elephant carpaccio.
— Anyhow, Phil, how did Ike’s Military Industrial Complex do? Did we beat the Russians?
And now: the rest of the STORY .:. 13E38B83-9E3E-40E1-B884-3776F60E370B ➿ Pinche Paco, he took a play straight from the “I’m a lover not a fighter, Michael” playbook. For context, check who’s estate owns The Beatles catalogue and how Bubbles ended up “Fixing a hole”… anyhow— the same thing happened with the greatest song ever written (Cantares). Paco Ignacio Taibo II (that motherfucker) purchased the Serrat catalogue and hired a bunch of buzzards to deliver the news.
Still to come, “Ustedes los agropecuarios y aquellos los artesanales”