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once upon a time there was a stately prince, who may or may not have been me.
it was me Who ever he was he served his people with great compasion. And only taxed the things that needed to be taxed, like food, and clothing, and housing, and underwear. But let us not dwell on such saint hood, for there are many other honorable qualities the prince possessed, like an iron will, a personal pastery chef, and a harem with indoor plumbing. But un benownced to the prince there was great unrest in his kingdom, dispite his obvious hospitibal efforts. In the evenings as the mighty monarch slumberd, pesants from the four corners of his great land gathered under the cover of darkness. To plot against the prince and his perfect....pu....PUPPIES. For they had seen that the love for his pups was greater than his love for his subjects. A victimless crime some would say, for it cannot truly be a misdeed to clad canines in pure platnum. (I mean dont rappers do that all the time?) REGARDLESS.

One morning as the prince dozed upon his bed of eagle feathers, he was torn from his slumber by a great outcry from his courtyard. And so he rose and stepped out upon his balcony of pure ivory, to find an enumerable amount of subjects gathered on the front lawn. "My people!" the prince proclamed, "for what reason have you roused me this morn?"
"Because our prince" came the boy's rebuttle "we have seen your love for your puppies, and also for your pastery chef, and we grow tired of both. And at this the prince was greatly enraged "How dare you denounce my precious pets" so spoke the prince, his heart filled with an unquenchible anger. "My dog's mean everything to me, and if I could find a way those hounds would be my heirs"
"We were afraid of such a thing our prince" said the leader of the peasants "so we have hired the best prince hunter in all the valley, to remove you from your throne"
"HA" the prince chuckled, "there is no such man in all the world that could remove me from my dominion.
"aye my prince, so we have not hired a man"
and with these words a great chill gripped the prince. As he gazed down into the depts of the crowd, and saw there umongst the teeming unwashed masses the most fearsome prince hunting wizard in all the land: MERLIN.

And so he fled, with his faithfull hounds in toe. To the resting place of his fathers father: Ruben I. Whos body was buried deep in the earth, benithe a magical well. Where the prince was sure merlin would never find him, and so into it he lept followed by his hounds.
And there they stayed for many day's until the prince grew weak with hunger, and to his hearts dismay he was forced to eat the puppies. And so he lived off the dogs in the depts of the well for many moons, until he was finaly able to resurface; and traveled far away...to the kingdom of Alaska, where he now hides as a humble high school student, waiting always for the day that he will take his revenge on the great prince hunter Merlin for forcing him to eat...his...puppies.

THE END

now I hope you can see why i've told you this tale, I felt it quiet neccessary, and if that prince was me AND IT'S NOT yes it is I would hope that you still supported me on all my endevours, for if you did not....I might have to tax your underwear.