What’d Eye said! — God knows it’s TROU 🕳️

 

Oh, Kay… Molly, now that Öüï is back from the time-lag between the Night of The Living Daylight Saving Times, Eye can proceed to show you FranceTV séance on The Seine 👓  

Future-seeing Spectacles ; Book IV, when the Jews fight on the side of Goliath and the Pykie choose a bloke by the name of David in Birmingham during the Roaring 20’s.

Time Now is 09hxx in CET and Three in the Mo’ning across The Atlantic in all EST timepieces, including the Nuclear Doomsday Clock.

But first secondly, watcha got fo’ Mí, Molly Chong-Jung, Öüï’s gonna play a game, of a game, of a game 🎯 and then some.

Let’s dance 🩰 Eye knows this fellow who prepares great ‘chicanadas’ out of scraps.

But seriously, Molly, why do you decide to go with the Panzer look? And stop, crossing your arms or Ay! Will love to blow #Em off.

Ask Jackie to transliterate the onomatopoeia on the scene. Eugene, youse off the hook, nigga, drink a beer and then whatever floats your 🪮 afro…

We’re Americans… it says so on the récépissé de Marianne ; Eye said Öüï was comming from Paris, but Mí is not French.

and, Molly, that’s what Ewe gets for sitting on Capehart’s 40 mules and a chair, or something like that, but yes, —agency.