"I was in the BEATLES! Drink some beer! Sing NA NA NA NANANANA..."

Macca will be flogging it ALL summer.

You have to wonder what's wrong with this guy. Seriously. He comes across as so unassuming, so humble. Tell him he's great and he'll roll his eyes, wiggle his head, and his lips will form a surprised O.

And yet he's DRIVEN to tour relentlessly and throw out "best of" albums constantly (and worse, new ones that he insists prove he's better than ever).

For a guy who once lived "in the heart of the country" surrounded by nothing but sheep, he is always photographed at chic restaurants, pulling his "surprised face" at an awards show, and pulling his "even more surprised face" when he's denied entrance to some ridiculous rap-nigga's party in a smelly disco.

Right, right, lucky St. Louis, here he is, waiting for you to pay $100 to $1000 a seat to cheer and scream at him and join in that fabulous NA NA NA NANANANA chorus...

All over the fucking world, over-exposed at all times.

BUSCH STADIUM is named after ADOLPH Busch, one of the drunken fucks who owned the Anheuser-Busch beer company.

Germans don't own the company anymore. Of course not. A Spic cartel took it over about 8 years ago. Some Spic is the honcho-chapo, and what did he do? He fired most of the gringos, and "perks like free tickets to St. Louis Cardinals baseball games and for Busch Gardens were taken away from employees. Anheuser-Busch stopped providing free beer to its employees."

So much for the notion that Latinos are poor, sensitive people always oppressed by the Donald Trumps of the world. Give a spic some power, and he'll be worse. But I digress-o.

Jesus, Macca wants to have his name linked with piss-poor Budweiser and Bud Lite beer while he sweats his balls off in fucking ST. LOUIS, MISSOURI on a hot, humid night in AUGUST? He's THAT DESPERATE??