Once upon a time, a Prince asked a beautiful Princess,
“Will you marry me?”
The Princess said, “No !”
So the Prince rode motorcycles and dated skinny long-legged big-chested broads and hunted and fished and raced cars and went to strip bars and dated women half his age and drank beer, and single malt whiskey and never heard bitching and never paid child support or alimony and dated cheerleaders and kept his house and guns and ate fritos and potato chips and baked beans and blew enormous farts and never got cheated on while he was at work and all his friends and family thought he was super cool as hell and he had tons of money in the bank and left the toilet seat up and the Prince lived happily ever after.
The end.
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