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When I was a lad I learned in school that we fought a war so we wouldn’t have to pay any mind to British royalty. The teachers told me we won that war, but from time to time I wonder.

Give us the damn sleep recipe. Steel it if you have to. Kidnap her and force her into a cold basement till she gives it up.

Myself, I’m taking Melatonin. Knocks me out, but no dreams. It’s not addictive and no ‘sleeping pill’ hangover. They sell it along side the vitamin B pills.

Prince Charles. Pfft.

If Prince Charles, or any other of the useless royalty, could lay eggs, I might take that crowd seriously.

Otherwise, meh.

Speaking of Chickin, i found a vid that you’ll absolutely LOVE, Stoatie….

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W1pLfowWerc&feature=player_embedded

😉

Prince Charles is as useful as a doorknob on a bathtub. Jug eared Alfred E. Newman lookalike global warmist fool. Clearly, his genetic pool is exceedingly shallow. Diana paid a high price for the opportunity to dig it a little deeper. Perhaps Wills and Kate will present a more respectable image for the royal family. Even if they are, well…obsolete.

BTW…I thought this was interesting:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bhyYgnhhKFw

One of the tabliods in the supermarket check out lanes says that Kate is “preggers”.

And by a space alien too, I shouldn’t wonder 😉

Uncle Badger won’t watch?

Does he not realize that one his future kings might already be a yeasty little bit of bun, bakin’ away in that there lil oven?

Afraid I jut can’t take the concept of monarchy seriously, steve.

Naturally, I readily admit that the alternatives are just as bad. Your present incumbent and the thought of a President Blair are stomach churning.

But King Bing-Bong III? Why?

At least Her Royal Highness Queen Elizabeth has the honor to recognize her offspring for the failure that he is, and retain the throne for as long as possible to spare her country needless damage.

I came to beg for the sleep recipe too. Just for the fun of it and because I can not sleep on an airplane. I fly for days sometimes.

Men just don’t get the royal wedding. They never dreamed of being a princess. I really like Kate Middleton. I think she should get bonus points for hanging on while her prince lost his hair.

Yes, Uncle B.: no matter how silly and otiose the Windsors might be, one has to bear in mind the alternative would have gifted us a Head of State cast from the same mould as, say, Roy Jenkins, a prospect too terrible to bear much contemplation. Think upon this caption on a news photo and shudder at the bullet dodged: “Chancellor Angela Merkel welcomes UK President Peter Mandelson to the Palais Schaumburg in Bonn for an official State visit.”

I don’t have the recipe, but I doubt we could reproduce it, anyhow. She has access to some very strong stuff and I don’t think you can get a lot of it without a license.

One ingredient I do know is California poppy. It’s not chock full o’ opiates like somniferum, but it’s got some precursors or something.

That actually matches pretty much how I feel — it’s as if I’ve been on the good pain meds (yay!) but without the euphoria (boo!).

Presidents are only for four to eight years, royalty is forever (well, wait a minute – how long has that genetic waste Jimmy Carter been hanging on hopefully at the margins of power now?). At least you Limeys finally got yours hedged in so they have no real authority, responsibility, or power, but it took you how many centuries? Hell, your useless inbred House of Peers had actual political power until a little over a century ago.

I second the melatonin recommendation. Stuff works. I only take it when I know I’ve got at least four hours available to sleep – less than that and I wake up groggy.