The guy knows how to rock his fuckin’ birthday.
Sorry Mahinda, but Dancing With the Stars sucks in this country too.
Everyone in the background is looking to see if the bar, or buffet, is open yet.
When do we get to use this Golden Dildo on her?
“Dammit Charles, just pick one so we can leave… and stop staring at the towel boys.”
“I say old bean, in which part of the act does she make the golden sceptre disappear?”
The prince stares on intently thinking to himself his wife would love to feed from her hand.
Clearly something far more interesting is occurring off to their left. Given how intent they are…Ms. Hough’s ass strikes again!
“Finally! Something edible in this god forsaken country!”
(U can plant ur lotus flower right here on Big Prince Daddy’s lap! Dats right! I’m fixin ta Bollywood up all in that sacred cow! Ever seen an elephant trunk up close?! I hear u gurls can really werk a Slurpee..)
-Charles’ inner voice
“Who’s that, then?” “I dunno, he must be a king.” “Why?” “He hasn’t got shit all over him.”
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