Many people around the world have an expectation or fantasy, if you will, of just how they'll interact with actual royalty if ever given the chance.
Typical said fantasy may be of a ride in the royal pumpkin carriage, kissing one that's been poisoned for the purpose of revitalisation, or even simply paying massive amounts of taxes to help the King & Queen sustain their lavish work-free lifestyle.
Yes, the royalty fantasy is by no means rare, why even rock stars have dreams of meeting actual Kings, Queens, Princes and what-nots. Rod Stewart, given the chance, would go as far boning one in a pile of hay.
No really, he said as much.
George Michael once said that Princess Di used to wanna be the tomato on his shiskabob, if you catch our meaning. Now Rod Stewart, a man generally known for defending Paul McCartney, retiring from rock n' roll, and doing something we hear was very dull before said retirement, has taken the royal-dream a step further. Or a step not-as-far, depending how you read it. Stewart, you see, let it slip that he'd very much like to sex-jab Prince Charles's relatively new old lady wife. We think her name was Demitri or something. Whatever Charles' current wife's name, Stewart's specific quote on said bride is:
"[Camilla] radiates sexuality. I can imagine her and me in a haystack."
Well, everyone's got a fantasy. Ours is very similar to Stewart's. It reads more like this:
"[The three fry-guys] radiate sexuality. I can imagine them and us in a McDonalds ball-pit."
Don't tell our mom that one, ok? She'll never accept it. Now our fantasy comes from a real life ball-pit experience wherein we think we caught three types of an orange-ish, sticky-ish hepatitis. Stewart's fantasy probably comes from just being drunk, and enjoying having his man-nana in the middle of any given punjab sandwich.
Hey, we said probably.