But my Photoshop does not want to play nice. It keeps crashing and I have a sneaking suspicion it’s because it doesn’t want to break royal protocol by taking an active role in all the foolish things I’m going to do this picture. When Prince Hot Ginge opens his mouth wide to scream “MOVE YOUR BLOOMIN’ ASS” at a derby, my Photshop’s hands go up while mine go down. The Queen knows what I’m talking about and she wish she didn’t. I will go to TJ Maxx today and find a pocketbook that looks just like The Queen’s. Then I will smack myself with said pocketbook as punishment.
PHG joined Prince William, Duchess Kate, Princess Eugenie, Princess Bea, The Queen and this slut at the Epsom Derby today. The Queen’s horse technically came in third place, but after she ordered first place and second place to the glue factory, it was given the top prize. But I feel like I won the top prize thanks to all these pictures of PHG making pre, during and post orgasm faces. Prince William’s top hat also gets a prize for taking his hotness levels up a few notches by hiding the dried crabgrass garden on his head.