Before one retired to the city, one lived in a quiet place. I long for that quiet but I am, I suppose, addicted to the life of the beautiful parasites, suckling on the tit of the establishment, here in the Royal Capital. The city brings with it a surfeit of abhorrent, vulgar bearded and cocktail …
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The day of the Royal Baby Drop (An on the spot report)
We’ve been on the scramble for the scoop. The run down of just what happened in that fucking hospital. And they’ve closed ranks. Even the Middleton’s uncle Pauline wouldn’t say a bastard thing. Johnny and I absolutely barked questions at Witchell and plied the greasyshit with@_Ungagged‘s annual entertainments budget (a fucking tenner. There’s nothing entertaining …
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Introducing Our Royal Correspondant
As the British Queen hits 92, Prick Knobinson introduces himself and his remit in this article. Welcome to my Royal column. That’s what I say regularly at night to the wife. She hates that. The feeling is mutual. Anyway, enough about me, I’m going to drink my daily bottle of London Gin while I talk to …
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