There will only be peace when the last king is strangled with the last priest's entrails.
Thursday, January 22, 2015
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Her majesty exited the gates, a cup of tea in hand, and a smoking pipe in the other. Crumpet crumbs were dusted off by her butler, Edward, who responded to her beck and call. A ruby murray store down the road puffed out smells of spices and exotic food. A rolls royce pulled up to where the Queen was standing and a tall stiff man by the name of Sherlock Holmes exited the car. He tilted his hat and bowed to the presence of the Queen. The camera slowly paned out to a beautiful Union Jack fluttering in the wind in front of all of London's famous landmarks.
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This is not everyday life in England! Or watching TV 24/7 is.
ReplyDeleteUnfortunately I must agree but I will say that's pretty awesome still. London is one of my favorite cities in England. Behind only Stuttgart and Berlin!
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