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29 May 2014 @ 12:05 pm
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  • Thu, 00:14: "That's the problem," Rupert said. "I can't get married until I prove I can carry on the ancestral line. And I've been #AtSecondGlance
  • Thu, 00:15: of age for four years now and not one girl has claimed I'm her baby daddy." "When do you have time to be with girls anyway? #AtSecondGlance
  • Thu, 00:17: I've never seen you with a girl, not since, what was her name? The one with all the hair." "Rapunzel," Rupert said, laughing.#AtSecondGlance
  • Thu, 00:21: "Boy, talk about high maintenance. No, it's civics class." "You lost me," Anthony said. "Come on. You don't really think #AtSecondGlance
  • Thu, 00:22: I need three afternoons a week to learn the governing principles of a principality smaller than Lichtenstein and with #AtSecondGlance
  • Thu, 00:23: a wizard, a grand vizier and a prime minister to run things?" "You mean--" "Yeah. Three different girls each 'class.' #AtSecondGlance
  • Thu, 00:26: Sometimes four." "You poor thing," Anthony said. "No wonder you're always tired on--" He thought back over the years. #AtSecondGlance
  • Thu, 00:29: "--Monday, Wednesday and Friday nights." Rupert got a dreamy expression on his face. "It's actually kind of fun. #AtSecondGlance
  • Thu, 00:30: Or at least it was. But now I feel so--impotent." "Poor baby. Don't think like that. Maybe they're using birth control. #AtSecondGlance