New Adventures of Queen Victoria by Pab Sungenis for June 15, 2012

Later that day, they went to a barbecue and found themselves surrounded on all sides by wieners and buns.

Ooooh! Vicar, I’ve been such a naughty girl…..

The Vicar, realising his true lust in life was to kill, hurried to the stables, pausing only to beat an insolent stable lad on the way. Lady Dowager turned to her trinket box and retrieved a small morsel of mushroom and nibbled on it.

“Oh, my”, she sighed. The rabbit hole behind the rhododendrons beckoned……..

Foxy lady!

tally ho!

Ho-Ho! Ha-Ha! Parry! Dodge! Spin! Thrust!

Devoid of context, you would never know that’s just Daffy Duck stickfighting…

Thrill of the hunt, maybe?

No, only fox hunting with dogs is banned.

Isn’t the US ‘fox’ hunting called ‘bird’ hunting in the UK?

Is this Lady Dowager’s way of saying she finds the Vicar unspeakable?

“I know this is something you’ve wanted to try for a long time.

She turned to her escritoire and opened a drawer, removed a packet of cigarette papers and a small silver box.

“This has just been delivered from Nepal, Reverend – I think you’ll like it.”

Stop wasting your time with Lady Dowager, Vicar.