I sit up and look around and realize the bar is trashed...
There's nothing left to drink
I sigh and drag myself to the closet to change into my cleaning uniform
While the Royals 'hide' to get out of cleaning up their shit
As usual, I get a few things picked up and then Duchess and Princess Vet begin whining like bitches that they are thirsty and hungry. I have to tell them there's no booze, there's no brownies, there's only ice and water.
"Excuse me? Do you know who the fuck I am" Duchess asks, Princess Vet says "Ooooh you are so getting it!" and PWT whispers to Duchess 'Go for the boobs, they'll pop and maybe there's Vodka'.
You'd think they'd get the point but no, they is stupid bitches ya know.
Queen comes walking in around this time, as if on cue and totally rehearsed, Big Balls by ACDC playing (I swear it's coming from her skirt) her theme song this week.
"Girls, girls, the Queen has saved you, the limo is packed to the ceiling with all your goodies"
The Royals get in line and saunter outside to get their gifts from Queen.
And I gladly locked the door, ignoring the girls pounding for me to let them in.
"No way hookers!" I shout, laughing maniacally. I have a bar to clean, those poor drunk ass circus midgets to release from their binds, and figure out why I have a pool stick shoved up my ass....
How many times do we have to go through this before someone learns their lesson?