Once upon a time there was a little Prince.
Who loooooooved cars.
He liked to play with his cars in peace.
But he had a problem
He was just too gosh darn cute, so people liked to bother him.
Women would run up to him, “Oh my God, he’s so cute!” and try to grab him.
So he’d run away.
And get away in a car. Vrooooom!
He went out for a meal.
And a man said, “Oh my God, he’s so cute!” and tried to grab him.
“Hey, back off man!”, said the Prince.
“Aaaaargh, people are driving me crazy!”
So he got away in a bigger car. Vrooooom!
He decided to go outside.
“Oh my God, he’s so cute!”, as a lady grabbed him.
So he had to run away again,
and got away in an even bigger car! Vrooooom!
At last, some peace so he could play with his cars.
But then his parents found him.
And took him home.
And he lived happily ever after.
(With occasional kisses from Uncle Glen.)
Happy Birthday!
