Queen Elizabeth II celebrated her 90th birthday over the weekend. She was really born in April, but at age 90 she can be told she was born in June and she says, Oh, lovely. Cake!
Here, Charles looks at his grandson and wonders if that damn little boy will get the throne before his grandpa.
A whole big bunch of Royals. That's Camilla in the big white hat. She wears it to try to hide because she knows I always call her horse face (a horse's face looks great on a horse but not so much on a person). And why are they all looking up? Maybe because it rained. The people down below had their umbrellas taken away from them by security guards. Probably afraid the loyal subjects would poke royals in the butt with their brollies during a walkabout.
Oh, dear. One of the guardsmen fainted. And he seems to have eyes in the back of his head. He must be a mom.
At least he provided Her Majesty with a spot to cop a squat.
But Tin Lizzie did not like this guy grabbing her attention, so she got rid of him. Good shot, ma'am!
As the unemployed, the elderly, and the sick became restless during Queenie's celebration, she finally called out, Let them eat cake!
Then she realized who was accused of saying those words long ago and asked for a do-over.
Prince Harry thinks, I'll never have to work a day in my life, but I'm still rich as fuck.
To make our Monday brighter, let's look at a better photo of Harry. Oh, yeah. Harry.
Happy Birthday, Your Majesty! May you have many more because no one wants Charles to be king except Charles. Oh, Lord, if Queen Elizabeth dies, we'll have to look at horse-faced constipated Camilla more often.
Infinities of love,
I hope I haven't offended my British friends. After the tragedy in the U.S., I thought we could use a bit of a larf.