What a dumb ass.
Nothing more to say.
shareComplains about William having a bigger bedroom at Balmoral. Really...
shareI've not heard that one, tell me he didn't say that.
shareI don't like to tell lies:
https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.ok.co.uk/royal/kate-garraway-harry-petty-bedroom-28888850.amp
My God, what as he become, he needs to wake up quickly.
shareWow, I never realised his life was SO hard.
share I don't envy the rich who have worked hard and made their wealth. But I AM always thoroughly disgusted by whiny complainers who were born into a life of ease and luxury who still manage to find ways to complain.
Good grief! I get enraged if I think about it too hard. Harry's never had to worry about paying a bill, making a mortgage payment, affording child care so his nitwit wife can have a "career", etc. He's never had to look for sales, scrimp and save, worry about having his utilities shut off.
He can come and go as he pleases whenever he chooses to get off his worthless rear and leave the lap of luxury where he currently resides. I'd LOVE to have a five minute conversation with this spoiled manchild.
Has there ever been a more obvious case of someone in chronic need of a lad's night out than this absolute tool? I do wonder what his army buddies make of what he's turned into.
shareOh he's very stupid. This is a guy who only passed his final exams in the royal equivalent of "high school" because his teachers did some of his exams for him in order to pass, thanks to strings pulled by daddy and grandma. In the real world of the non-royals, he would have either had to repeat senior year in high school (probably several times), or he would have been a dropout and working crappy minimum wage jobs the rest of his life.
shareBiggest simp of all time. As if people needed another reason to hate gingers. It’s a damn shame.
shareAnd I just do not got the patience
To deal with these cocky Caucasians
Who think I'm some wigger who just tries to be black
'Cause I talk with an accent, and grab on my balls
So they always keep asking the same fucking questions
What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in
The why, the who, what, when, the where and the how
'Til I'm grabbing my hair and I'm tearin' it out
'Cause they driving me crazy, I can't take it
I'm racin', I'm pacin', I stand and I sit
And I'm thankful for every fan that I get
But I can't take a shit in the bathroom
Without someone standing by it
No, I won't sign you an autograph
You can call me an asshole, I'm glad, 'cause...
I am!... Whatever you say William!