I have met Prince Edward of England. All I could think during our brief conversation (at a royal charity garden party) was "He seems so sad. I really want to whisper in his ear, 'You wanna blow this hotdog stand and go get a beer? You look like you could use one.'" Of course, can't feel *too* sorry for the filthy rich, now can you?
Thursday, July 6, 2006
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