Once upon a time,
in an English castle
far, far away,
there lived a pampered
personage by the name of...
-[yawning]
...Prince.
[bell ringing]
All right,
everyone, he's awake.
Hurry! Hurry!
Come along, quickly.
Right, are we all ready?
Get the Carlyle log.
NARRATOR:
Prince knew no other life
than a life of luxury.
Oh, did I mention
that Prince was a cat?
Good morning, Prince.
[yawning, groaning]
Your tea.
[British accent]:
Mm-hmm-hmm! Breakie.
I have your favorite dish.
Carlyle log.
Ah, lovely.
[slurping, smacking]
[moaning]
[chuckling]
Super.
Oh, it's good to be the king.
NARRATOR:
On the other side of the world,
there lived
an equally pampered cat
who thought he was a king,
but who ruled over
a somewhat smaller domain.
Meow.
[grunting]
I'm the king of the cul-de-sac.
That's what I'm talking about.
Jon and I have everything
I could ever want.
Food in the fridge.
Cable and satellite.
And don't forget lasagna.

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