A restraining order from the royal family was slid under my door yesterday morning and the British secret service is parked outside my building, which could only mean one thing….PRINCE HOT GINGE IS IN NYC! Again! And it’s kind of perfect that PHG came during Pride Weekend, because we all know know that there’s a ginge at the end of every rainbow!
PHG arrived in NYC yesterday and he immediately started making the rounds. Yesterday he visited West Point (the camouflage pics) and The Intrepid Sea, Air & Space Museum (the tie pics). And today PHG threw the first pitch at the Mets vs. Twins game.
It’s a tragedy that I can’t leave my building today without getting tasered British-style (aka shown a blown-up picture of Jodie Marsh’s bare titties), because I had already picked out a Jerry Seinfeld mask and an”I Hate Lady Gaga” t-shirt to wear to try and get into Citi Field. Do you think the dude who caught PHG’s ball would’ve noticed if I switched his catchers mitt with my nalgas? STRIKE OOOOOOHDOITAGAIN!
Tomorrow PHG will play in a polo match on Governors Island. So if you’ll excuse me I have to go put on my water lily disguise and find a way to sneak out of my apartment. It’s going to take me forever to doggy paddle over there.