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Originally Posted by DaneMcCloud
I didn't watch this special either and couldn't care less about the ****ing "Royals". But what's happened to Harry is what happens when a man of means doesn't have a great role model as a father or grandfather and next to no interaction with his mother.
His will has been bent to the Queen his entire life, so he was easily manipulated by a shitty two-bit actress, who quite frankly, is well below his "League".
At least his brother was wise enough to marry a beautiful woman that had been essentially groomed for Royal life. Harry was duped by the pussy and has paid for it with his life, inheritance and lineage.
Just seeing the still pictures reminded me immediately of a drugged up Mike Tyson sitting next to Robin Givens while being interviewed by Barbara Walters. The dude ****ed himself.
Hard.
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I fell for one of those once. Really shitty point in my life when my first marriage had just ended. I was 24 at the time, she was 19, pretty, seemed to be interested in everything I was, and was a phenomenal cook. Blew me on the first date, ****ed me on the second date. I was hooked. The first month we were together was magical. But it was black magic. As soon as she moved in and got her name on the lease, BOOM everything changed. It was like the song from H.R. Puffnstuff - she waved her wand, the beautiful boat was gone. Suddenly she was a dominating shrew, and had to control everything we did. But she still put up the angelic act around my friends, who simply refused to believe me when I told them what a horrible bitch she was in private. I guess she had picked me as a spineless clod she could dominate and cast her web. But I ain't Harry. That first wonderful month was followed by six months of sheer hell. All we did was **** and fight. Eventually I didn't even want to **** her anymore. I ended up in financial ruin when I finally threw her out, but at least I escaped with my balls and dignity intact. And also, I can now instantly spot people like that.