PHG: “Smell my finger.”
Tiny boy: “I know where it’s been and no thank you.”
When 6-year-old Alex Logan (above with PHG) met Prince Hot Ginge at the WellChild Awards in London yesterday afternoon, he wondered what we’d all wonder if we ever met his ginger hotness outside of a Las Vegas hotel suite: Why isn’t he so drunk that he’s sweating out vodka drops? Why aren’t there paid whores doing lines of coke around him? Why are his spicy peanut nipples covered?
Before meeting PHG, little Alex Logan told ITV News that he was going to speak for NONE OF US by saying: “I’m glad you’ve got your clothes on Prince Harry.” But since Alex has a little Dennis the Menace thing going on, PHG knew he was going to get hit with some mischief and before the boy let out that joke, he said this: “You keep looking up at your mum. It looks like you’re dying to say something but you’re worried she’ll tell you off. I heard you were on ITV earlier and you said something cheeky – but let’s not talk about that here.”
That was a cold move, ruining a sick child’s joke like that! I think that’s almost worse than PHG covering up his Flaming Hot Cheeto Puff while some immoral slut took grainy pictures of his naked ass in that Vegas hotel suite. PHG can make it up to all of us by putting his ginger crotch jewels on display for the public at the Tower of London. They don’t even have to change the exhibit’s title: The World Famous Crown Jewels of England!