I dated a guy once who informed me that he was in line for the British throne.
I loved this. “Really? Like … huh? Your family or …”
He said: “Yeah, I’m something like 10,000th in line.” Pause. “I mean … an extraordinary number of people would have to die in order for me to be King.”
At least they didn’t sing God Save the Queen.
As pick-up lines go, that’s on a par with “Yo, I’m Sly Stallone’s third cousin twice removed on his mother’s side.”
now if he had said he’s a White Russian only 25 people shy of the Romonov’s throne…that’s got possibilities…Czarina O’Malley, for starters!
That’s pretty interesting but the Aussie fellow is not the last of the Plantagenets, as I am one also, descended from Edward Longshanks’ daughter Elizabeth and the Earl of Hereford. There’s some off the wall trivia for you… But I’m not sure I’d make in into the top 10,000, however.
WOAH!!! Time-slip!
look at all the fucked-up time stamps. i have no idea what is going on.
I have inadvertently turned us into a world-wide group spanning from Nepal to Cleveland.
Looks like the server was temporarily in another temporal region.
*cue twilight zone theme*
I think we’re all descended from aristocrats or royalty if we go far enough down the line. For example, my mother was from the O’Mullans and they were Irish chieftains owning castles and thousands of acres in the North until Cromwell stripped them off their lands. My father on teh other hand was peasant stock, even worse Scottish peasant stock according to my mother when she was married long enough to take him to task.
What’s more fascinating is that your beau actually kept count of his position in line.
I dated another guy whose last name meant “bog-dwelling idiot” (or something like that) in some other language. hahahaha I can’t remember what language – maybe German.
He could barely get through informing me of this without guffawing with laughter.
I had been rambling on about the O’Malleys and what I know about them, also telling him about my most famous ancestor – Gráinne Ni Mhaille … and he blurted out: “My last name means ‘swamp-dwelling retard'”. Or something along those lines.
It might be funny to randomize the timestamps on comments; Blog Salad Conversation!
A bit of rain-on-your-parade pedantry…
Ron, FYI: several differerents camps among the Romanovs have been fighting each other ever since 1917 about who’s the “legitimate” pretender to the Russian throne.
Ricki, while that may make a good punchline, the statute providing for presidential succession, 3 U.S.C. § 19, doesn’t actually go beyond the Cabinet.
And finally, though I like “King Michael,” too (reminiscent in some ways of “Emperor Norton I of the United States”) whether Edward IV was legitimate or not is really irrelevant at this point: since Parliament is sovereign and legally omnipotent in the UK, they could declare anyone to be the monarch. It just so happens that, currently, under the Act of Settlement of 1701, the throne passes to the senior non-Catholic descendant of the Electress Sophia of Hanover (a list that probably includes far fewer than 10,000 people, BTW).
“My father on teh other hand was peasant stock, even worse Scottish peasant stock ”
Worse?
Scot peasants were the cornerstone of western civilization.
(Mitch, a descendant of the Halls, who basically did the laundry and bookkeeping for Clan Campbell).
Dave J – is it fun to make comments like that? It must be since you do it all the time.
I suppose that’s your way of joining the conversation but it feels more to me like you’re shrieking on the brakes.
Mitch – hahahaha
I’m sorry, Sheila. I knew it would come across that way but sometimes I just can’t help myself.
I can’t find it now, but there’s one of those joke-quiz thingies out there that tells you where you would (supposedly) be in the line of succession for the U.S. Presidency.
something like 45,000,000 people would have to die before I became President that way.
hahahahaha
You could then rule over a country of 3 people.
Hey, it worked for Alec Guinness.
The Windsor line, Sheila?.. or the Plantagenets?
pete – ohmy god … look at King Michael! I love him!
I guess it’s a good thing I never dated that guy, because, upon reflection, his comment about being in line for the monarchy (and about there needing to be an “extraordinary” number of people dying first) would have totally “had” me.
(note to self: if someone claims to be a member of deposed aristocracy, make sure it’s not just a ruse to get into your pants.)
And an obvious sense of humour too Sheila.. with his family singing God Save the King at Christmas dinner. Heh.