HRH Prince Phillip, Duke of Edinburgh - My Fake Diary

Friday, 19 December 2008

Ding bastard dong!

The T.V. bastards are getting the wife ready for her bloody Christmas broadcast on the B.B.bleeding C!

The bastard-palace is full of foreign bleeders of every bloody colour, sex and sexuality.

A slitty eyed tart with a clipboard was upset when I told her to bog off back to Chinky China.

What's wrong with the bloody peasants these days?

Time was that you could take a shotgun to the bastards.

And that bastard Robert Mugabe won't be getting a bloody Christmas card this year!

Oh stuff it!

I've had enough of showing off my feminine side to these lentil munching puffs and lezzo's.

They can all sod-off back to the jungle and leave us to a traditional white Christmas.