He became a stickler for tradition, insisting on being addressed as ‘majesty’ and ‘highness’ and sitting alone for hours wearing his crown; those addressing him were required to direct their eyes downwards in deference.
You should be a teacher. You can actually force your subjects to address you however you want, and they cast their eyes downwards not so much in deference as fear.
My fleece, my fleece - my kingdom for a fleece.
ReplyDeleteDon't ask me why I thought of what I just wrote.
pwitty crown, sire!
ReplyDeletefrom maria: hey you could sell that to a card company - it seems like that's the "in" funny greeting card right now. you could make millions...
ReplyDeleteYou sure sound like your own shy, modest self....
ReplyDeleteYou should be a teacher. You can actually force your subjects to address you however you want, and they cast their eyes downwards not so much in deference as fear.
ReplyDeleteOr is that just me?