Aug 17, 2006 23:39
Haha, seriously - let me explain. Ariel went to London to her military friend's graduation ball (from Sandhurst, the same school where Charles and Diana's sons went). Christina and I begged her to bring us home hot European princes, since the graduating class was basically guaranteed to have some well-to-do folks of good breeding. I insisted that it had to be a fair arrangement: No prince for Christina unless I got one too. Ariel IMed once while abroad and said the selection wasn't so hot, just mostly large Arab men with swords, so I'd pretty much given up hope.
But then tonight after we were all home Ariel called us into the living room to see her fun souvenirs and share yummy British candy. And out from behind her back she pulled a postcard of Princes William and Harry, ripped in half so there'd be one man for Christina and one for me. We got our princes! It was beyond hilarious. I think squealing was involved, and possibly girly jumping up and down. My half is William, who I think is cuter anyway ; ) The nice gesture made my night (and the candy was very good, too).