Sluts with camera phones in Afghanistan, it’s your lucky month (or four), because Prince Hot Ginge is there on official duty until December. Britain’s Ministry of Defense released several pictures today of PHG posing in camo with his group commander next to an Apache helicopter in Afghanistan this morning. I’d like to think that as punishment for getting caught with his panties down in Las Vegas, The Queen told him he could either go to Afghanistan for four months or clean out Camilla’s stall daily for the next few weeks, but that’s not what happened. The BBC says this was planned long before the naked foolery in Vegas went down and the British media was asked to keep their lips shut until the Ministry of Defense said it was okay to open their mouths.
All of the information about PHG’s return to Afghanistan was released to the media, because the Ministry of Defense doesn’t think he’s in any major danger. But just in case, I’m willing to fly to Afghanistan on Southwest and protect PHG by throwing my body on his. I only have a few rules: I won’t protect him during combat war time and I won’t get in that helicopter, because this one time I played a helicopter arcade game at Dave & Busters and I almost puked. What I’m saying is that I’ll only throw my body on PHG’s body when he’s lying on the bottom bunk in his housing unit. Hey, you never know, Ceiling Cat could be a sniper for the Taliban and could be hiding in PHG’s housing unit, so you can never be too safe.
The Ministry of Defense said that Captain Wales (his official army name) will co-pilot an Apache attack helicopter and his squadron will take part in combat missions against the Taliban. So this shit is serious!
But I’m hoping that when the Taliban sees PHG, they’ll put down all their weapons, tell him that they didn’t recognize him with his clothes and then they’ll all do shots before playing a game of naked billiards. The war will really be over and we’ll have PHG’s pasty white ass cheeks to thank for that. The end!