Nasty little ginger shit.
That’s how I will be referring to the third in line to the throne from now on.
What a total wanker.
It’s inherited through the Y chromosome, apparently.
Clarificatory postscript: The nasty little ginger shit should not be confused with the song Holding Back the Years by Simply Red. The latter is a nasty little ginger’s hit.
And I thought it was going to say that he had been exposed as the royal twat who had been back scuttling one of the footmen & snorting cocaine off his bell end.
Have you ever noticed how much William & Harry look like their fathers!
That’s really disgusting. I bet when he’s not murdering the local endangered wildlife he stands around in his underpants all day working on his abs. Swine.
I have indeed. The amount that the nasty little ginger shit doesn’t at all resemble his brother’s dad is truly uncanny.
Not so re. the underpants…The nasty little ginger shit is an army boy – I’ll bet he goes commando. The perv!
Hmmm, I’d suggest a revolution, but we do so enjoy the Dear Old Queen here in Canada…smiling benignly as she does upon our rugged colony from our tea packets, coins and cookie tins…