Congratulations, Charlie and Cammie!

Well, congratulations, Charles and Camilla.

You two are the new laughing stock of the family. but not of me, of course. I simply don't see what they're laughing at. But still, you've replaced George Bush and Micheal Jackson on our "Gossip List".

Jackson's no fun. He's an albino child-molester, and I no longer watch "Access Hollywood". Not much more can be said. George Bush has been in hibernation (or maybe it's only his stupidity that's hibernating). Nobody cares about the Missile Defence Program anymore. We all know that some Yankees think of us as their ungrateful, free-loading, pot-smoking, trans-fat-hating Nothern neighbors. And frankly, I still don't think we need the missile Defence. We have a great Armed Forces: the U.S Military.

Anyways, back to Charles and Camilla.

Cammie, I have a few words for you: that dress is nice. Seriously. No sarcasm. But the hat is wonky, though. While you were at the altar, we noticed that the "Porcupine Spikes" on your hat were pointing the same way as Charles' comb-over. (Did you see Tony Blair's expression?) What is it with British people and huge hats, anyways?

Oh, I shouldn't be making fun of you. It's not your fault that your wedding has been ridiculized, first by the British, then the rest of the world, and now my parents. Sorry. I suppose that I should go back to ranting about the more fickle things of teenage life, like that damn vaccination I missed, and the ear-piercing that I keep on procrastinating on...