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Nutty Prince Charlie.

Posted by Big John on February 20, 2011

Joke of the week is that Charlie our ‘Prince of Weirds’ wants to be known as the “Defender of Nature”. In fact he is now patron of the ‘Red Squirrel Survival Trust’.

Do you think that this new-found concern for our native wildlife will lead to him founding the … 

…    ‘Grouse, Pheasant and Partridge Survival Trust’ ?


4 Responses to “Nutty Prince Charlie.”

  1. Grannymar said

    We actually need a National Society for prevention of Weird Princes. To misquote Norman Tebbit: HRH should get on his bike and get a proper job!

  2. Has he given up his claim to be the defender of all religious faiths or does he still want to be that as well?

    If I were religious (God forbid), Prince Charles would be the last person I would want defending my religion. Likewise, if I were a wild animal, whether fluffy, feathered, scaly or water-breathing, I would be very uncomfortable to have this biased, ignorant, brain-limited, and over-ambitious man defending me.

    When, oh when, will the British nation see sense and pension off this bunch of useless parasites once and for all? I’m sure King Constantine could find them a nice place to live wherever it is that he has found sanctuary.

  3. Big John said

    Come on now ‘Grannymar’ and ‘Tiger’ … You know how hard the old Saxe-Coberg-Gotha mob work, and soon there will be more of them. Have you organized you ‘Royal Wedding’ street party yet ? 🙂

  4. Grannymar said

    Street Party????

    I live in a cul-de-sac where people hardly bid you the time of day, so it would be a long wait or a lonely party! 😦

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