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Nick the Dragon Slayer knew that his desire to touch the luscious melons of the Queen of the Realm would probably go unrequited -- to touch was to be put to death. But, he asked the King's physician, can you help me? "She is like the mudhole that has tempted the mosquito," says Nick.The Physician agrees to help, but demands 1,000 crowns (or florins, or bahts, or kruggerands). Nick agrees. And so the next day the Physician makes up a batch of itching powder and pours it into the Queen's bra while she is bathing. Naturally, itching commences.
Summoned by the King, the Physician opines that only a special saliva would reduce the itch of the Queen's breasts, and tests proved that only the saliva of Nick the Dragon Slayer would produce results. The King summoned Nick, who was slyly slipped the antidote by the Physician. Nick put it in his mouth, and for hours he worked passionately on the Queen's magnificent breasts. The Queen's itching was relieved, and Nick was hailed as a hero.
On returning to his quarters, Nick found the Physician asking for his 1,000 crowns. Nick, being a cheapskate, said: "Forget it, pal."
The next day, the Physician slipped a massive dose of the itching powder into the King's underwear. The King immediately summoned Nick the Dragon Slayer....
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My favorite word today is power. N., do as I say, not as I do. Def.: The maitre d' gets someone else to clean up your child's vomit.
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