After attending another Townsville Hospital appointment in a bid to enable her to wave without pain to forelock tugging serfs in the canefields as she drives by , the Queen of the Jungle , able to only use one arm , managed to totter into Woolies and buy some cooked prawns, to be consumed that night . Somehow, on the way home to the royal residence on Magnetic Island , she lost the prawns on the ferry . Instead of the prawns , she had to settle for some German cake shared with a large black dog named Wrinkle.
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Saturday, December 15, 2018
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