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Prince Charles was out on the misty highlands of Balmoral, walking his mum's dogs. Clumsy as ever, he stumbles, and manages to step right down on one of them, killing it instantly. Knowing his mum will go absolutely potty, he does so himself. He kicks an old can and out whooshes a genie.

"Prince Charles, Prince of Wales, Duke of Cornwall, Duke of Rothesay, Duke of Edinburgh, Earl of Chester, Earl of Carrick, Earl of Merioneth, Baron of Renfrew, Baron Greenwich, Lord of the Isles and Great Steward of Scotland, you have one wish. Any wish you like. You wish it, I'll make it come true." 

Prince Charles, amazed, says, "Gosh, good timing! It's mummy's dog, you see. Well, I never meant to do it, but…”

The genie has a look and a nudge, then says, "I'm really sorry, Sir, but that dog is dead, and I'm a genie, not God. Is there anything else? Anything else at all?" 

"Well, as you're here, there is something else. It's my loved one, Camilla." 

"Oh yes? What about her?" 

"Well, I wonder if there's any way you could make her a bit more sexually attractive, but, most importantly, more acceptable to the British public. That's what I'd really love." 

The genie scratches his head, hmms a fair bit, then replies 

"I'll tell you what…" 

"What?" says Charles, excited now. 

"Let's have another look at that Corgi.”