So, I was talkin to Her Highness The Princess recently, and I remembered I had this one gag I ALWAYS wanted to use with her, but always forgot to.
I got a smoke and, hold on...one of those puffy Harbin-style onion cakes, the soda bread-y ones, for the first one of yiz who gets this one.
OK, there's a wee bit of prior knowledge required, but most of them what don't know it are already ass-stupid tall equatorially proximal Yanks, so knowing it probably wouldn't help you anyways.
So it goes like this.
I see her, and I go
"Call me Ishmael"
Knock yourselves out.
Raj
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