I had a funny dream by 2:22 AM... Weird. The producer of this show — Ms Gus Leonisky — my feminine side — had gone to buy a couple of bananas, still wearing the director’s earphones, to illustrate how the president of Australia would be a Minogue, either Dannii or Kylie, depending on which banana would rot first. The day was April 9th 2028, tomorrow.
By 2028, at the end of the second Trump tenure, due to his crafty deal between all the illegals in the USA and vacuum-cleaners, the UK Crown had gone to Harry the first, and decrepitude had set in the general media, by Royal decree.
King Charlie III had to give up the throne, due to a something which shall remain obscure and William the fourth had to also give up due to a hunting accident — as King Williams always do.