As King of Moronica I am often required to meet with representatives of other nations from time to time. This time my travels took me to South Carolina this past April. Accompanying me were my lovely Queen and my son, Prince Spoiled Brat the First. My wife enjoyed herself but Prince Brat, well, who knows as he did live up to his name. I had the occasion to visit with the Hungarian Ambassador to Myrtle Beach. My meeting with Ambassador Sipos went very well guaranteeing continued peace in our time between Hungary and Moronica. During my meeting with the ambassador he invited me to meet with him again in early July at his chateau in Northern New York State. It was an enjoyable time spent fishing and relaxing. I think its time, as King, that I have my own chateau somewhere to escape from the grind of my kingly duties, which lately have been very draining of my life essence but I digress.
The ambassador also invited my family to accompany him to the local Elks Club, of which he is a member, where we chowed down and I was able to play some 8-ball with the royal Brat. He won the first game, how I do not know, but didn't come close to beating me again the rest of the night. Your king even had a chance to partake in something called Karaoke. I hope Ringo Starr does not sue me over the butchering of his songs that I happened to belt out even though some of the locals sort of enjoyed my version of his No No song.
While in Myrtle Beach I happened to run into my old friend Chief Raininthepuss from the Ungadunga tribe of New York State (The Asylum). I knew he was going to be in the vicinity during this time, but I thought my chances of seeing him were very remote. I figured he was going to be here to pick up some cheap smokes to continue to sell the citizens of The Asylum. I met up with him on Myrtle's main drag after he just had his picture taken with his lovely squaw, I mean wife. We chatted a little and I had to give him my regrets to attending his tribal party in the middle of June. He understood and ended up giving me an extra picture of himself and his wife that he just had taken. I now have it hanging up in my royal living room.
I thoroughly enjoyed my trip to Myrtle Beach as the weather was perfect, totally unlike the crap we are enduring now in Western Asylum and Moronica. Whilst in Myrtle I happened to visit a local restaurant by the name of 'Crabby Mikes' to partake in its seafood buffet and compare it with others that I have sampled. I will tell you this...I have never seen larger snow crab legs in a buffet as I saw that night. They were HUGE!!!! And very meaty. After I finished eating they had to call Captain Johnathan Hillstrand of the fishing vessel Time Bandit and have him send his boat back out to catch more. The crab legs were so good, in fact, that before I left the restaurant I officially proclaimed it to be the official seafood buffet stop of Moronica. Too bad its 860 miles away.
The week went very quickly and before long it was time to head back to Moronica. After a rather quick, for me, drive back I arrived home in time to be able to go to the pet motel and pick up the royal mutt and bring her home. She was very thrilled to see her daddy. All in all it was a very successful trip for your king.
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