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Prince Harry: I’m doing park coke? Are you fucking kidding me? That is just perfect. I’ll be lucky if I have any fucking nostrils left after this. If my septum falls out, I’m gonna make you eat my septum.”
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The British Media to Camilla: “Do you want to make a deal with the devil?
Camilla: “What am I gonna do with a soul anyways? Souls are boring. Boo souls.”
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Prince Harry: Don't open pandora's box, there's just more dicks in there.
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Prince Harry: I'm not a suicide bomber
Also Prince Harry: It's war fuck off!
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Prince Harry *coming back to back to the royal family*
Prince William: There he is the little man who started this war.
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Charles: This is horrible. This is the most humiliating thing to ever happen to me.
Anne: Even more humiliating than...
Charles: Let’s not do this.
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William to Harry: You tried to assassinate Dad with the sun.
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Harry: “I’m just really happy in my headspace, and I hope they’re happy in theirs.”
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Charles: “The world is wobbling here. Does no one understand what the f**k is happening? I’m losing juice.”
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William after finding what Harry has written in his book: I'm going to grind his fucking bones to make my bread.
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Bertie: What are we doing?
David: Wasting our lives.
Bertie: I meant for lunch.
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May: “You’re on a dessert island and you can bring five books. Which five do you take?”
George: “I gotta read five books??”
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Anne: Ooh, a completely unprovoked personal attack. I like it.
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George: Hello
Wilhelm: I'll be Lufthansa, I'm sorry ze gate is closed
George: Well could you just open it.
Wilhelm: Nein
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Reblog this if you are a Prince Andrew hate blog
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Queen Victoria:
"Four O'clock wallow in self pity
Four thirty stare into the abyss,
Five O'clock solve world hunger, tell no-one.
Five thirty jazzercize
Six thirty, dinner with me, can't cancel that again. "
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RIP TO THE DUKE OF EDINBURGH
1921-2021
an ode to to his best moment.
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