I don't have big piles.

[QueenMortifauxcado]

Which is mightily impressive for sitting on a throne all day and existing primarily on carbs (and the odd avocado), isn't it?

Anyone else got an arse of steel?

Oh I'm soooooooo sorry. Wouldn't want to bring the thread down.

Thank you LadyJane. It almost brought a tear to my eye

I've never had a thread fill up'!

Cough cough
Hmmmmmmmmmm

Naaaaaaiiiiiiccccceeee

#stoned

TeenageCentaur - Stop picking on Unloved

Get that down you. It's made of berries. It's healthy.

NOT THE HANKIES!!!! THE GIN!!!!!!!

For crying out loud . . .

CENTAUR - go to your room NOW!

No, you're not unloved! I got the magic post 1001 after you restored my faith in your integrity. ( always #soproud!)

Queen - piles is what yer get for ignoring me on the other thread - I sang a song about me greens an everyfink and yer just didn't order any of me lovely veggies an now yer is suffering

really dad?

Sorry Greengrocer, the thread moved a bit fast for me when I was off in Real Life

Plus. Confession time. I hate poetry. Sorry!!!

But none of us have piles greengrocer, keep up. Don't suppose you stock wine and gin? Only our cellar's on the other thread

Us dragons have to stick together and give these humans a good example.the corgis are delighted to have you back too.

What!?

You're handing out amulets to all and sundry, are you QueenMortifauxcado?

Meanwhile my little Flappy is bruleeing cremes at fancy restaurants after school and on weekends so that he can save up for an amulet!

Don't get me wrong - I don't begrudge Unloved his little comforts, but my little Flappy has worked long and hard and is still far from his goal. What about a bit of recognition for this hard-working little winged Crocodilian?

Why can't he have an amulet?

Tell me Greengrocer my good man, do you have a spare apostrophe or two?

Just promise me to never become a tabloid journalist.

Faux I've brought as much booze over from the other thread as possible - a few mixed cases of whatever I could carry

Alright dad. I'll dig deep and find my real purpose in life. For you and the corgis.

It was quite stressful being a prime minister. There were all these red boxes and I couldn't open them with my claws. Everyone kept asking me to tweet. I can't tweet, I'm not a bird! Not a bird!

Hey dad! .... oh. Wait. Never mind.

I don't have any amulets 2kids, not sure where the damn thing ended up truth be told. Thieving little centaur probably took it.

Hey kid, you've a masters in chem eng - surely you can sort out a brewery and distillery for them?

You're quite good at this queening thing

Step right up!

Anyone need any whisky? Gin? Vodka? I've got the works. Might taste a bit funky while I work out how to not drag my tail through the vats but give me time!

(I see Princess has ordered more alcohol than a human can drink, perhaps an ordering error?)

Yes! I think at last you may have found your true calling in life, and for sure the one which will be most valued in this kingqueendom (#sobloodyproud!)

You do need to get a distillers licence btw, but I'm sure 2kids can provide one for a small fee.

Bloody hell, you lot are still drinking. How lovely. Just finished work. Time for beer.

Ah, that's better.

That you, Prince, doing the old going around dressed as a peasant trick, to see how the other half lives?

Indeed it is. I kept forgetting who I am so went all peasant.