“Fudging donkey Richards!” The princess shouted, pulling at her ornate necklace.

“Princess, are you okay?” the dragon therapist asked with concern.

“This fudging cursed donkey necklace is a female dog. That donkey cavity suitor gave me this fudging thing, and I can’t fudging take it off!”

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“Why are you speaking like that? What does it do?” The dragon asked, taken aback by the princess's odd language.

“The fudging thing won’t let me celestial levee cuss!” The princess raged.