[Platapus]

King Charles decided to start walking, and every day, he would pass a hooker on the same street corner.


As he approached her, he learned to brace himself for what was almost guaranteed to happen.


“A hundred and fifty pounds!” she’d exclaim. “No! “Five pounds!” he whispered from the corner of his mouth, simply to silence her.


This ritual between him and the hooker became routine. “One hundred and fifty pounds!” she’d yell. He’d respond by yelling back. “Five pounds!”


One of these days, Camilla agreed to join her husband for a walk, and as they approached the hooker’s region, he felt more nervous than normal. She was, indeed, standing there. He avoided eye contact as she watched the couple pass.


Then, the hooker yelled, “See what you get for five pounds, you cheap bastard!”