Her most Gloriously Gloating Instrument of Consent-anon was this day pleased to return to this most delightful document fuckery.
And lol, alack[!], I’m all gloated-out as those giddy adjective emotions were spent back in March. Thanks for remembering the submission though!
HOWEVER… there is always sweet, tickling fresh fuckery to be had in this low-rent affair. Now the Instrument of Consent has been finished off on vellum and – per the 11th of March – revealed to the public. And guess what? *delicious side-eye* The right side with Meg’s symbols do not disappoint. Want to have a nice and close looksee? -Yah? -Yah? Behold the Instrument of Fuckery in high-res glory! >>>
*childish squee of sheer delight*
Guys; she chose the Cali Poppy [!] and ripped the olive branch clean off the claws of the Bald Eagle from the Great Seal of the United States and made it hers! THOSE ARE HER AMERICAN ATTRIBUTES. I shit thee not.
For the rest, her transformation into the rightful Spencer/Windsor/Royal she was originally born to be is nearing completion. Oh this is so scrumptious I just can’t… But I will!
So, she copies the motherloving TUDOR ROSE! -Symbol of England (see Harry’s side: Tudor Rose: England, Thistle: Scotland, Shamrock: N.Ireland). -And does so with the remark that the rose is also the national flower of the Unites States. *descends into cascades of snorting* What in the name of freshly baked fuckery? A rose, A rose, is the national flower of the U.S. Not the freaking Tudor rose (which has an entirely different combination of flowers and history altogether)!
But sure, nice slight of hand there Megs. Your hustle is so epic, it transcends national emblems, symbols and history. Not even Kate went all out to appropriate the Tudorfrickinrose. And she was born an actual British subject. I mean… Yah.
Moving on: this probably gave her one heck of an orgasm – Harry’s Spencer Label with three escallops. I had a good cackle when that anon sent in something about a psychic in 2014 saying that Harry’s wife would have escallop-lace pattern all over. Foreboding! LOL I am now almost 80% convinced Meg will escallop herself to hell with the wedding dress and be the Spencerest Spencer that ever was!
And of course, the Welsh leek as she’s marrying an offspring of the Prince of Wales. That’s not much of a choice. The leek is essentially Harry. Heh. Hah. Hahaha. Okay. William was a leek too, but at least his was girdled with his Order of the Garter belt and the word “leek” had no connotation with “leak”. Not to mention “layers”. I also love how Meghan’s “leek” has its roots clinically cut off. (Look at Kate’s leek… Boy that sounded naughty.) LOL. An infertile/spayed leek!
And funny detail: right underneath is the Commonwealth symbol. Y’know – where they’ll be banished and inflicted upon the poor unsuspecting subjects, thereby inspiring them onto the road of Republicanism.
Just for a breath of beautiful contrast, here’s Will and Kate’s Instrument of Consent >>>
No fuss. No muss. I appreciate this so, so, much more now. Personally, I also find the calligraphy on this one more clear and well-written.
Just look at the ridiculous medieval harking of the Harkle Instrument of Fuckery vs. this one. It’s like everything from their assembling the peasants to gawp at them, calling in minstrels to perform for them at a Medieval castle, Snatching babes from the arms of their mothers to be hugged by a nudie-actress… everything right down to their Instrument is like a joke 1960s Technicolor bright tights version the Monarchy. I’m just waiting on Robin Hood and his band of Merrie Men to pop up at the wedding now.
Thanks for sending this in. And thanks for the March analysis. That was spot on!
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