
My good friend Jonathan once had to entertain the Queen whilst she had her portrait painted. The night before he was panicking as he didn't know any clean jokes.
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( , Thu 3 Aug 2006, 15:06)
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One day I was shitting in St James' Park and Prince Andrew shouted at me. I cried, but then I laughed, as he was also shitting too, and was just complimenting me on my shit-squat stance.
He then invited me in for tea. But I had to leave after 56 days: not because I was caught wanking into a corgi's toy bone, but because I was really quite TIRED.
( , Fri 11 Aug 2006, 11:10, Reply)
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