At the same time I was anxious for the party

At the same time I was anxious for the party but a little depressed. Although Kyra have invited me to lunch at her mother's place, was not very willing to participate in social

media. I sent her at least 100 friend requests on FB, but Kyra was ignoring me. I sat down across the table from her & pretended to be nice. "Love your dress. Your hair is so cute.

" but Kyra recognised my subterfuge & informed me that she'd set her Rottweilers on me if I ever approached her again. This hurt my feelings so I kidnapped her & put her in my atti

-la the Hun: The Movie set replica I had constructed in my backyard one lost weekend. I chained Kyra to the throne Leia-style, garbed myself accordingly, and took a regal seat.

mangoes were abundant). She used the Royal We to say, "We smell shit". It turned out that my Royal robes had lost a battle royale with the overfilled royal toilet. They were soaked

And the Royal Laundering Service was to pick it up right away. Sir William Tewkesbury used his iPhone and tjd Horse Cart was right on schedule. Mr. Ed spoke Queen's English so well

that she knighted him. From then on he was to be "Sir Mr. Ed". He did a horse-laugh and clicked his hooves. Finally he would show those Hollywood lowlifes what a proper gentleman

did when saddled by a beautiful woman. "Giddyup, Sir Mr. Ed," she said & dug her heels into his sides. He galloped gallantly over the lush Hollywood Hills, enjoying the feel of her

riding crop landing again & again on his rump. "Choke me!" he begged. "This is getting weird, Mr. Ed, Sir," she exclaimed. "Not for me. Now be a peach & fasten these hoof cuffs..."