Anyhow dear readers, let me tell you how this holy night went down. The moment the lights went off and the heavenly operatic intro began playing, my brain started spazzing the **** out. My mind was heavily sweating and all of my hair, from the beard to the pubes, got instantly electrified. Footage of Beyonce’s incoronation to King Of The Entire Universe was rolling on the mega-screen and smoke, fire and ***** were coming out from all the corners of the stage. And then. Dear Lord. And then, She came out from under the stage like Botticelli’s Venus looking at her loyal kingdom of single ladies, fierce gheis, overweight mums and other sexy mammals. She looked at us with love in her eyes and she knew we’ve been riding with her since 1997. She proudly exclaimed “London, you ready?“. The legendary pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-paa beat from ‘Run the world (Girls)‘ kicked in. She started twerking her shoulders and trashing her royal wig all over the stage, as if she was blessing us and absolving our mortal souls from all our sins. She followed ‘Girls‘ with the epicness of ‘End of time‘ and a series of other heavy hitting anthems – ‘Get me bodied‘, ‘Diva‘ and ‘Freakum dress‘ alone chopped my spirit into pieces spreading them all over the place. It was a mess putting myself back together and when I finally did the combo of ‘I care‘ and ‘I miss you‘ cut me deep once again causing a never ending hemorrhage to all my organs. ‘Why don’t you love me‘ she sang and while I was popping my booty to what has been the main theme to most days of my life I thought to myself… There is really nothing there not to love about this woman. If you don’t love her you probably don’t love yourself. Maybe you and your family should get in a car and drive off a cliff. She then performed ‘1+1‘ and those titanic vocal runs were so powerful and devastating in its rawness that they could be used to dissolve kidney stones. Or something. She then flew across the whole arena to the mini stage where she let us sing ‘Irreplaceable‘ and after that she performed ‘Love on top‘ with about 47 key changes. At this point I was ready to have my final rites read to me but Beyonce instead decided to hit us with the million calories 3-meal course that was ‘Crazy in love‘, ‘Single ladies‘ and the new track ‘Grown woman‘ which is a banger of intergalactic proportions. Standing next to me there was this faggatron trying to do the ‘Single ladies‘ choreo – I had to smack that trick back into its place and show them how it’s done. She ended the show with another magnanimous rendition of ‘Halo‘ which reminded everyone why a world without Beyonce would be pretty ****.
In ‘Schoolin’ life‘ she sings..
There’s not a real way to live this, for real
Just remember stay relentless…
Don’t stop running until it’s finished
It’s up to you, the rest is unwritten.
Thanks Mrs. Carter for schoolin’ life.
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