Tuesday, 24 July 2012


Prince Harry, Las Vegas,
One of the chief advantages of knowing you'll
never be king is being able to flash your privates
 to women who'll never be your subjects.

© Martin Applegate | Dreamstime.com


Wow, I have written two posts in less than a week about the Royal Family. I never thought I'd see the day. Not because I don't think they do enough scandalous things to warrant two posts in less than a week, but because I find most of them more boring than algebra lessons. 
However. Harry. Now there's a royal I can really get behind.

I mean, for the love of nudity!
It's as if he were hell-bent on embarrassing the Royal Family at every turn. And he is succeeding beyond anyone's wildest dreams. 
Speaking of wild dreams, in his latest escapade, Dirty Harry meets a bunch of hussies at a Vegas hotel bar and invites them up to his VIP suite, where they all proceed to play strip billiards and get donkey-butt naked. 
As the night wears on, one of the well-raised young lasses covertly pulls out her cellphone and gets pictures of Harry's bare British arse. TMZ has the photos and the full report (and I'll tell you, I don't know how they do it, but if I were the president, I would want THEIR PEOPLE in all the top positions at the CIA!).

A beleaguered representative for the Royal Fam tells TMZ that they "have no comment to make on the photos at this time." What they did not say on record is that they most certainly WILL have a comment to make on the photos at such time as the Queen regains her ability to breathe and Chahles stops making that dreadful choking noise. "At that time, we will rigorously paddle Harry's bare bottom ... and not in the good way!"

Hmm. I feel like I'm forgetting something.
Oh yes! THE PHOTOS! Anybody want to see those? Here's the link at TMZ (or, as I like to call it, That From Which I Cannot Avert My Eyes): Naked Harry!