It was a jolly good show at Windsor Castle as a teddy bear collector and a gold-plated paedophile became the firmest of friends.
As bruised hands shook sausage fingers, and President Trump bid the King goodnight, old chums Donald & Andrew exchanged a knowing glance over the table knowing that the “afters” were about to commence.
“Where you hassled by those awful journalists?, I was” lamented Andrew.
“Me too. For a while. Then I had them arrested or deported to Australia. No sweat,” replied Donald.
“Me too! I don’t sweat at all, actually. You don’t happen to like pizza at all? I know a wonderful place in Woking.”
“Pizza? That’s for the Democrats at Comet Ping Pong. No, I think real men go to an island for that.”
“Me too! You don’t happy to know a chap called Jeffrey by any chance? I do.”
“Me too! He taught me that there must be more to life than having everything. I have certain things in common with Jeffrey.”
“Me too! Oh look, someone’s projecting a picture on the castle. I shall have them imprisoned in the dungeons. I once had a man arrested for calling me a nonce. I like having commoners arrested when they say things I don’t like.”
“Me too!”
As the after dinner Scotch was served, Andrew and Donald shared a delicious 8 year-old. And some whisky.
