What A Shame!
So poor old Big Ears and Rat Face have had to forgo the pomp of Windsor castle for their forthcoming regularisation of their shagfest. Oh, how my heart bleeds for them. Apparently they were applying for a licence for the stately pile to become a venue for the sickening do. The problem IS that these licences run for three years, and that would open the way for every serf in the land to get married there! It seems the head bitch can't contemplate common scum soiling her carpets, so she's vetoed it. They now have to use the local registry office. SHAME!
Can this be the same person, who when the barbecue got out of hand a few years back, was convinced we were all going to put our hands in our pockets to pay for the repairs? And SHE, the richest woman in all of christendom! She was gutted to find out that although we own the place, we weren't inclined to pay for her privileges, in the full knowledge that WE would NEVER get to see the results.
Time for a republic methinks!
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