Speaking of Kings…. and we were.

Last night I belly-laughed, again, at the scene from the movie “Stranger Than Fiction” …. where Dustin Hoffman asks Will Ferrell if he is King of Something.  “Are you King of the Lanes?”  “The King of the Lanes???”  “Yes. Or….Are you King of the Trolls?”  “The King of the Trolls???”  Wonderful scene.

But of course, it got me thinking. (Danger, danger young Will.  She’s thinking.)

If you could be King of Something, what would you be King of?  I’ve been milling this one over for the better part of the day.  And you know, I am not sure.  But this much I will tell you:  I would have TONS of Minions.  But they would be just like friends…. really.

Heck, I might even be King of the Minions.  But I would be a kind and gentle King of the Minions. We’d go to museums and take our dogs for long walks.  I’d invite them to feasts…the kind with huge turkey legs….. and take them for rides in my carriage…. the one with the six white horses.  I’d give them trinkets, and bobbles, and remember their birthdays.   I would know my minions by name.  “Well hello Bob.  Gerald.  Floyd.  Hey ya’ John, how goes it?”  And who knows, I may even Knight a few.  Minion Knights of the Long, Rectangle, Table.  Yes just like friends…. since I only have one or two of those….

As King, I’d also like to be able to leap tall buildings.  Currently, I need a device like the one pictured to get up and over them.  But as ruler, I would merely leap.

And, of course, as mentioned in countless Super Hero entries prior this one… NO CAPES.  Capes make me look long-bodied.  So no capes.  Now the crown is a different story entirely….