Proust was off-course, a flaming fag 🥐

For What It’s Worth, Marjolena Portenkalten-Baseball, i did mentioned yesterday (in Pig Latin, mind Ewe) before the Italia vS USA baseball match, i-reckon right about the time when Cousin Joe was dissing Mexico and, praising Marco Rubio calling him a “formidable” presidential candidate, as compared to the hillbilly assigned to n°1 Observatory Circle in D.C., that the ITALIAN OPERA was not over until Barbara singed, and so who would have “thunk” it? It’s looking like a SPAGETTHI Series at the Baseball Classic that little ol’ i was not even monitoring, how’bout that, eh?

Yesterday @TheRealWorldSeries, later tomorrow on CET, them WOPS are going to take on the role of MASIOSARE, sources close to Garibaldi relay that a mariachi there heard it from a photographer at MENCHO’s funeral that the ITALIANS were going to take the Mexican seal on the national team’s flag and replace it with a Spagetthi plate with marinara sauce.

 

On a personal take, Mike Barnicle (you son-of-a-bitch!) Italy’s victory over the Evil Empire’s roster in Houston sure seems like that time when the playground bully gets puched in the fucking mouth for the first time. Here’s Captain Aaron Judge‘s reflection after the 8 to 6 loss to them fucking ginnys from Napoli:

Italian photographer tried to take some photos of the funeral for the Cartel boss that was killed in Mexico last week and was attacked by some of the mourners
byu/Jevus_himself inPublicFreakout

 

You always like having your destiny in your own hands, and we had it right in front of us,” he said. “Italy is a great team, and they definitely showed it today… Now, we just need a little luck, and we’ll see what happens.

 

Oh, che arroganza! “Ricordate l’Alamo, americani di merda!”, and in the words of Francisco Cervelli, “questo è uno dei giorno più bello della mia vita.”

… and FranceTú does not even have to wait for Apolline de Mañana because Öüï could do La Madeleine hoy por [aquello del ] medio día if Eye wanted to.

El Mentecato de las madeleines de Trump

 

… and Alicia Menendez, Seth Meyers is such a news junkie with that Orange County pundit from The Bay ; same bay where Exodus gave their first begotten son (Kirk) to the the Master of Puppets after the drummer in that band sent Mustaine to Devil’s Island, it was a deal that James made with the French on boulevard Poissonnière, just a few steps from their bendita Madeleine.

… and Katty Kay :

The cocksocker got a Mexican reward for that exchange but instead of a “gallery” or a radio show like the one on Fréquence Paris Pluriel, Hetfield scored himself a pub 🍻, it cost him an ‘i’ but the son-of-a-bitch gained an ‘ɘ’. Rumor has it that it represents the 😈 head  that Metallica gained when they took Hammett to their circle in High School Hell… Issy-‘’-Exodus.

Gran Señor Zopilote de La Piedra del Sol en Serpiente del calendario chino

Up next… Colibrí de Aztlán a galope en Caballo rojo de Sìchuān.

Gooooooo, Dodgers — ruining Baseball 4 games at a time.

But first, we switch IT!, over to Willie Geist who just got caught shaving the tariffs out of Canada, Cousin Joe for his part just lost a bet because I, Armando Segovia, told that son-of-a-BITCH that the only AD (in CaNaDa) that matters is ONTARIO in 1987.

Fair Use Of Ronald Reagan

Take me out to the Ball game, but don’t buy them Cracker-ass crackers, Jacques, they’be over-priced with a “beautiful tariff” to pay for that Trump Tax (no kings Series)

 

It’s the bottom of the first… Walk This Güey ⚾ ; in Paris, France, Charlotte Bibring is having a Cappuccino (or something like that) before the singing of the Nation Anthem in Ontario.

Toronto, Ontario, Canada… California follows.

Güi-Güi, Guilty as charged monsieur président de la programmation, and Eye is knot sorry that Öüï mispelled mister Oxmo Puccino’s nomenclature ; now pass the shugga’ Bibring… that hummingbird  🌸 is not going to 💉 feed itself.

It’s cheaper to keep’em — Gran Señor Zopilote

Lupe’s lupanar y las muertas d’Estrada…  Followed by a trip where Tu Mamá se va a Chihuahua a un baile con Bomberito Juárez, y a veinte por adelantado, —También.

Ahora sí — Que Viva México… y El Gran Señor Zopilote también.

Funeral services costs in Mexico: How much does cremation cost in Mexico according to Profeco*?

C’mon baby fuistes a Acapulco and you didn’t even light my fire… Jacket Knot Required because it’s just another They for Ewe and Mí at La Bagagerie.

 

… entonces Gustavo (🇦🇷) el siguiente toro le corresponde a Saúl (🇲🇽), but before Eye begins please be advised that if you are out of Schiltz, Ewe sir are shit out of luck ; having stated that congratulations on that $20 Billion (🇺🇸) bailout that your president Milei secured for La Casa Rosa en el Río de La Plata, en fin Gustavo, luego te explico lo que pasa cuando un—gato muere, por el momento, “Juárez, no debió de morir, ay de morir”…

Las Muertas — Mala Noche, episode 3.

_ y por eso lo plasmaron en uno de a $500 pesotes mexicanos.