Royal baby "hysteria": Should we Brits serve scones or crumpet at our spiffing garden parties & wash it down with lemonade or lashings of ginger beer?

I sense sarcasm. Isn’t it tea time yet. My igloo is melting. My double double is getting cold. We have to make sure that grandma stays on the ice flow and does not escape.

London.

Toast an English Muffin.

Much ado about nothing

Tea and Spotted Dick.

Charolet Elizabeth Diana. Happy zero birthday.

@gorillapaws The correct terminology is “that London”
@zenvelo Not a cuntmuffin though, heaven forbid.
@ragingloli William already dipped his spotted dick, served with a spot of cheese apparently.

Ahem, *Charlotte

Just Shut The Fuck Up and do the Knight thing on David Mitchell. Once that is done you can tea all over your accidental cumstain that shall now be known as Charlotte.

In fairness to the Brits, however, I seem to recall how absolutely besotted we here in the USA were with little John-John and Caroline Kennedy romping merrily through the Oval office, hiding underneath Daddy’s desk etc etc. We couldn’t get enough of them.

And, at least over in your country, little George and Charlotte will be unlikely to be underfoot disrupting meetings with the Prime Minister or toddling through Parliament.

Babies are so cute and to be universally adored. It’s the way of things. And at least you Brits do it with a certain decorum.

She’s a baby. Be nice. I kind of liked the whole formal presentation like @Buttonstc mentioned. You will have a life time to ignore her.

Is ginger beer from the Brits? I love that stuff! I had a ginger beer that was actually beer from Scotland once. It was 11 dollars for 4 though.

As long as there is clotted cream and jam we’re good to go.

When you come over here, it shall be tortilla chips and guacamole.

@Buttonstc It goes beyond that, check out the reaction whenever a leading royal visits the US, americans nearly wet themselves with excitement, hilarious.
@Pandora Oh this has nowt to do with the babby, more cocking a snook at patronising yanks.
@johnpowell I say, steady on old bean… http://youtu.be/yqrAPOZxgzU

Scones for me with tea. Thank you very much.

Wait, stop!! “I sense sarcasm”
Fucking genius, it must be so boring in Canada :D

The British Royal Family – Another reason for some Britts to hate themselves, it seems.

The baby was born
the scones were eaten
in the end, his soul was beaten.
‘Pass the knife, I need a cutter,’
He tried his wrists, but not the butter.

You mad bro?

We have our own, bro. We occasionally laugh at the sister, but we don’t let it piss us off quite so much.

Hahaha, you missed the point of the question entirely, but that’s okay, made me smile.
I have no issue with the royals at all, or the birth, but I certainly don’t lick their arse, as was suggested in a question here recently, that was my intended target.
So you see, your suggestions of us hating ourselves are quite irrelevant, amusing though.

I thought you wrote this regarding the recent bally-hoo and hub-bub:

‘Both of you are making a classic “schoolboy error”, only posh twats give a flying fuck about the royal sprog, dedicated royal watches who should be shunned socially.’

Scones and garden parties are fine as long as there are no Morris dancers or men in leather shorts dancing round the maypole.

That only reinforces what I already said, correcting the preposterous idea that all Brits adore & worship the royals, we don’t.
Nothing in that quote suggests I personally hate them, so again, I think you read what you wanted to see.

scones or perhaps cuntmuffins. Either way, there should be raisins.

The cuntmuffins are the diners.

@rojo I think the Brits eat currants, rather than raisins.

Sultanas, they’re called.

I have a picture I took many years ago of a poster in the London Underground advertising something called “Eat Me Dates” and I thought what a great idea…...........

Spotted Dick contains currants or raisins, I despise both.