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Mom, Do I still have any spinach on my teeth?
"Seriously, Camilla over Diana?"
Naaa...aaa...yyy?Bruua...ua...gh!
Mummy, I'm wearing Camilla's undies.
Mum, you do realize you have to actually die before I can become king? I'm not getting any younger.
If we keeping talking while smiling real big the lip reading paprazzi won't know about our plan to re-establish the monarchy!
Charles: "Hey Queenie...what's shakin?"Queen Mother: "Shake and bake, Chucky, shake and bake."
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Mom, Do I still have any spinach on my teeth?
"Seriously, Camilla over Diana?"
Naaa...aaa...yyy?
Bruua...ua...gh!
Mummy, I'm wearing Camilla's undies.
Mum, you do realize you have to actually die before I can become king? I'm not getting any younger.
If we keeping talking while smiling real big the lip reading paprazzi won't know about our plan to re-establish the monarchy!
Charles: "Hey Queenie...what's shakin?"
Queen Mother: "Shake and bake, Chucky, shake and bake."
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