>Be the Queen of the United Kingdom and the Commonwealth
>Trying to celebrate my 70 years on the throne
>Riding in my coach down the street
>Suddenly, nearly run off the road by a limousine going down the WRONG side
>The vehicle stops, the doors open and bombards my ears with the shrill noise of Japanese rap music
>Some lady steps out, she's dressed in all black and skulls like she's a Prussian
>"Yooo. Sorry my dawgs. We forgot you drive on the wrong side here."
>What kind of drivel is this? Oh, she must be from the colo- I mean, the United States
>She's looking around at the royal carriage, the guards, and the procession her intrusion has halted
>"So is this like a Disney thing? Did they open a park here? Do you know what time it opens?"
>There is no such amusement destination and this city has a massive clock which everyone can see
>I'm stuck in my bewilderment, as this ogreish behaving female is asking a Scottish guardsman 'Where he got his skirt'
>My rising anger is only halted by the chiming of Big Ben
>"Oh! A bing bong! It must be lunchtime!"
>She turns towards me, "Hey, granny, do you know where I can get some fish & chips, but with like chicken instead of fish?"
>My entourage is stunned in disbelief and unable to react
>"Ah, don't worry I'll figure it out. Peace." She takes on a ghastly sounding faux Cockney accent "Pip pip cheerio!"
>The worst thing to land in London since the V-2 gets back in its vehicle
>Limousine speeds off, once again on the wrong side, and goes straight through a roundabout
I bloody despise woman.
