God Bless The Queen – Six Hours

Told y’all there would be a Swan Song and some horizontal hypercubing…

Ladies in Gemini, the staff of what used to moonlight as “a most non-consequential blog” is happy to announce that I am Sí–Rius, and Colin Jost is Not.

IT IS WEEKEND EDITION, in•DEED, Colin, and Eye Can See For Miles and Miles!

Just Like 🇬🇧, said the WHO?

—19h five Hours until After Midnight, meanwhile in London, those fuckers are an hour behind! Someone please relay to Boris that if he doesn’t Ketch-up! Madness is going to SetTLE in and Boris will not be able to eat his fucking pudding.

— 20h Fou’ Hours to go and Öüï has to go. Eye is Sí-Rius, the mall guards want to go home, jeez-whizz, those fucking shoppers.

Still to come, the Nine o’Clock hour in CET, 20h in Meangrinch Time

Now, Mesdames y Missouri, just wait ’till y’all hear with your lying eyes how the WINGS episode was produced, of course, without the camera footage it would be like trying to explain how Kate made it into a Tears For Fear video, eh?

Until then, enjoy another angle of “The Situation”, this particular one is the launchpad angle at the Letter S, ese (punto y coma) please be aware of the way that our infra-heat-seeking device registers the effect that blue has on gold when cinnamon is mixed into the Scene.

The 11th Hour follows, but i know nothing about that, except for one thing Mr. Wonderwall… check it out, Johanne, you probably think that this (particular portion of the trip) is about you, Sin Embargo, the palm trees that flank La Rue du Cinema, which connects the recently re-branded Forum at Les Halles-es underground rotunda with the just power-washed AGRO Bourse de los Medici’s, will cue-you in to what remains of the observatory at the Hôtel de Soissons, WHICH should Clou–You–In to the fact that we select neither las ancas del caballito negro en el Carrusel de Hidalgo, ni la columna a la salida del nivel –3 de la ya muy mencionada Porte du Louvre (Paris Centre).

Des inscriptions historiques retrouvées dans la colonne Médicis

If you get lost just ask the piggly-wiggly host and/or bouncer smacked between San Eustaquio and Salma Hayek’s husband new monopoly®️architectural token for directions.

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Happy New Year.