Since I am the Swedish Queen, Scandinavian acknowledgement of my travels abroad is important, thus the monitoring of my calls. In high school, the French took an interest, because they knew I would be taking French with the French professor form The Sorbonne, Madame Solo-Taylor, and they made my phone number 651-***-1789, the year of The Frech Revolution. Today, Denmark popped up on my phone when I called The Local ( A top Isish establishment in downtown Minneapolis, MN) about their activities and food menu for today. I have a family close to me in my life whose patriarch is 100% Danish thus I need Denmark, on its own observance and accord, to bring peace to this land of Swedish King, Dick Cheney, and listen to my phone calls to see how appropriate and royal they are. I am protecting embassy rights now. If anyone betrays me again with this Danish Klan, you will be off all embassy lists for shelter, aid, and entry in the future. Thank you for your interest, Denmark. Today I will investigate Irish cuisine and maybe do a little tweeting and foodie work on the side. Mine is officially gourmand work now. Be on your best behavior people, because I am your savior wherever I go. Happy St. Patrick's Day, people. Long live the first Irish Queen! Queen Vie
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