In front of the likes of Naomi Campbell, Princess Stephanie, Victoria Silvstedt and Kunty Karl, Prince Albert of Monaco married Charlene Wittstock in a religious ceremony yesterday afternoon. The rumor that Kunty Karl will turn into small pile of crushed bright white dead nightmares if he even makes half of a sashay into a church is obviously just that, because he was able to sit through the entire ceremony without God’s angel army dragging him away.
The royal family obviously brought in the sexiest member of the Death Eaters to make sure that Charlene’s ass didn’t head for LE EXIT. There was talk that Charlene’s passport was snatched away when she tried to pull some runaway bride shit by flying back to South Africa after she found out that Prince Albert has take a paternity test, because there’s a good chance the bald man slut of Europe made a third love child with some Italian chick. Every time Charlene’s eyes cut to the exit, Kunty Karl threatened to chew on her soul by making a sucking sound with his teeth. I guess Charlene figured that selling her soul to Monaco was better than her soul getting trapped around one of Kunty Karl’s crushed bone hair follicles, because she actually married Prince Albert!
You wouldn’t be lying if you said that Charlene looks like she would rather be marrying the OTHER Prince Albert. You know, the one who’s a soft pierced dick. Instead of hearing the wedding march, you know Charlene heard the sounds of prisoners running tin cups along prison bars. Not since Stepford Katie….
Well, if you’re going to put in shackles, it might as well be made of diamonds and shit.