The King Princess came to our planet to enslave us. When she arrived, she was an inch and a half tall, with a propeller helmet and a heart and face full of war. She was befriended by a kindly old fellow, who fed her hot dogs and read illustrated publications with justified text together. His care for her helped her grow to human proportions, and her love for hot dogs and magazines from Olden Times has persuaded her to put off the enslavement of humans until all hot dogs and magazines from Olden Times are consumed.
The King Princess welcomes your comments as long as you leave an address so that she may eat your hot dogs and justify your emails and text documents.
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