Hello and welcome to a Christmas Eve Eve, the penultimate night before Christmas, episode of

telling everybody everything. I continue to promote my LA show happening on the 29th at 7 p.m.

The Ebell Theater on Wilshire, that's happening in Los Angeles. I assume tickets are not moving well because

they're like, keep promoting it, Catherine, but I could mention it as many times as I like on

here. And that's not going to like magically create audience that I don't have in America. I don't.

But every single time that I do, the wonderful people who follow what I do here

in the UK are quick to admonish me. Not everyone, but there are people who are like, how dare you

perform in America? You should not be performing in America. Their government is horrible. Like,

this ain't it, queen. Don't perform in America. All right.

Similarly, every single time I share a photo of, like, Christmas cakes, Christmas charcutory,

like any delicious recipe that I might want to make, because my Instagram is a real hodgepodge

of content.

The other day I shared a charcutory that was in the shape of a Grinch.

And it just looked really cute.

A bunch of people every single time are like, this is AI.

Don't post AI queen.

This ain't it, diva.

Don't do it.

And I just cannot tell you how much I hate this generation.

You, I appreciate the Gen Z listenership, but some of you have fucking lost it.

Like, okay, I know that AI is bad for the environment. I know that it's heating up the planet,

but I feel like someone

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