...And then one day, after both the Prince and Princess had given themselves years and years of adventures and growth and maturing and after much merriment and dating and drinking of Tequila and Scotch they discovered that they were lonely. They re-connected on Royal Facebook and they fell in love. And they rode motorcycles together and read books and he went camping with his friends and she went on retreats with hers. And he lived his life and she lived hers. And they slept together and deposited separately. And he lifted the toilet seat when he used it and she lowered it when it was her turn. And they were happy.
And the Prince asked the beautiful Princess...
"Will you marry me?"
The Princess said "YES!"
And they vowed to love and support one another and to not parent one another and to be responsible for their own happiness while still giving happiness to one another. And they still farted.
And then they lived, remarkably, Happily Ever After. Together.
1 comments:
Thank you, thank you for the fairy tale ending. (wiping a tear from my eye). Loved it, especially that they still fart!
Post a Comment