A Stuffed lion in a turkey costumeMy bed, My rules!

I am not a nice Empress of the Bed. I am harsh and mean. I am a slave-driver. I expect my peasants to do as I say without question. (They usually ignore me. Stupid peasants.)

  

The rules of my Empressdom:

  • All peasants have an obligation to vote. For me.
  • In the event of an argument among my peasants, Nora wins. Period.
  • Tributes are to be brought daily. (Hint: I like candy.)
  • My birthday is an Empressdom holiday. That means you still have to work but I get to do nothing.
  • Banishment is an option. (Don't make me deprive you of me.)
  • The sky is yellow, like my turkey toes. Ignore the llama when he says it's blue.
  • Ice cream for all my meals. Except when I has steak.
  • All peanut shooters are banned.
  • Only Nora's team may win at NoraBall.
  • My big brother, him name is Lenny, says Elsie can have her peanut shooter.
  • Only squishy balls can be used in NoraBall. The hard ones really hurt.