and I am reminded of the tale of the woman who owned a camel, one of the snazzy two-humped models. She would take good care of her camel, washing it every weekend and waxing it at least once a month. One day the Prince came by and saw her waxing her camel. "Woo woo!" cried he, "Watta chassis!" and the woman blushed. You could see the blush everywhere, for as everyone knows, camel waxing is done in the nude. The Prince leapt from his steed and ran toward the woman. Preparing herself for A Fate Worse Than Death and cursing her penchant for camel waxing, she closed her eyes and steeled herself. When nothing happened for several minutes she opened her eyes again to find herself looking into the soulful brown eyes of the Prince's Prime Eunuch. "Sorry," said the Prime Eunuch, "but the Prince is into double humps. You know, some guys like 'vettes and some guys are leg men, well, he's a two-hump man." And the woman gave the Prince her two humped camel and the Prince and camel lived more-or-less happily. As for the woman, she found that the Prime Eunuch was indeed prime, and wasn't much of a eunuch, either.