Twas the day of the kings cirgreat timescision, and one of his dukes threw him a ball. Which one? His left one. Round the table sat the count, the discount, and the recount, all flinging camel turd, for in those days bull**** was unheard of. The king stood in this diamond studded jock as David rode in on his seven foot stud and said “ho”. And the king asked, “What ho?” And David said “bumhole” and thus scored two points for the people. “Where is the princess?” asked David. “In bed with diphtheria” responded the king. “Oh, is that damn greek back again?” David was thrown to the lions for his intentions. He managed to sneak up behind on of the burly beasts and grab him. “It tickles” said the lion. “What tickles?” asked David. “Testicles” responded the lion, thus scoring two points for the lions. David was able to escape his brutal fate and approached the king, but while doing so he stepped in camel turd. The turd flew at random. Random ducked, and the turd hit the king square in the face. “****!” shouted the king, and round the kingdom people squatted and groaned for in those days the king’s word was law. “Where is the princess?” Demanded David. “**** the princess!” shouted the king. And ten thousand people were trampled that day for the kings word was law.