I will not vacate my hutch to go to my secret destination until Lillibet’s helicoptre gets here. I don’t care if Bink chose to travel cattle class to our mansion. I’d like to travel the four feet in royal style as befits my status.
And can I have my poo tray back please? My .44 MagBum is fully loaded and rather trigger happy.
Good grief, paps on board!
Well, at least we arrive in style…