Get a load of this so-called ‘tribute’ to my everlasting memory – Eating off the People’s Princess. Some joker has taken one of my beautifully crafted souvenir plates and desecrated it by decorating it with different kinds of food. They probably think they’re making some kind of clever statement about my well-known inability to keep my grub down when I was alive while at the same time making me look like a fucking idiot. What they’re actually doing is breaking the terms and conditions that come with every single piece of merchandise with my mush on it. They won’t be hearing from my lawyers obviously, but once I’ve tracked down the wankers behind this, they’ll be getting a visit from my bad self in the middle of the night, an experience they’ll never forget.

Thanks to all of you who buy my souvenir stuff and treat it with the respect it deserves.

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