I don’t expect you to know who Chelsy Davy is because she’s dating Prince Harry and has been for 4 years and you’re not quite classy enough to keep track of the Royal Family, not that I am classy enough to know who Chelsy Davy is, because I don’t keep track of the Royal Family, unless you consider me collecting change on the street corner keeping track of the Queen, because her face is on all Canadian money, and I have jerked off to her at least once when material was scarce and all I had on me was a quarter and my imagination, but that doesn’t matter.
The truth is that I am not classy enough to do much, just last week I got kicked out of a McDonald’s. It was at 3 am, I was drunk and they rudely woke me up while I was peacifully napping on the bathroom floor with my pants pulled down and the stall door left open, so this high society shit is pretty much beyond me, but I do know that this girl’s got some pretty solid tits, sure if I was a Prince, I’d be pullin’ substantially better ass than this, not that it would be that hard, considering I’m not a Prince and have landed better ass than this, she was easy and hated herself so it wasn’t that challenging, but more a right time, right place situation that gave me hope of a better tomorrow. True story.
Here are those personal pics of the Prince’s future wife.