Once upon a time,

in a magical castle,

there lived a wealthy prince

The prince had no princess to keep him company,

so he decided to go into the royal personals

This proved to be successful after he got hundreds of letters from interested princesses

and he liked them all

But, since having more than one wife was severely frowned upon for the royalties,

and even illegal,

he could only pick one

So when he was replying to all of the hundreds of letters,

he asked more personal questions

This proved to be successful when he only got fewer replies

with those left,

since he liked them all,

he had to try to narrow it down again

So he asked for pictures

This proved to be successful when he got even fewer replies

With those left,

since he could only pick one,

he asked for their darkest secrets

This proved to be successful when he got even fewer replies than before

Now he had it down to a mere 23

And since 23 was his lucky number,

he felt lucky

So the prince decided to ask even more personal questions,

for even more pictures,

and even more dark family secrets

Now he had but one left

One princess

The prince then replied asking her to marry him,

and she accepted

On the wedding day,

the princess was excited,

to finally see her prince

For u see,

though he had asked personal questions,

for pictures,

and even dark family secrets,

she had forgotten to ask him anything

This proved to be a very bad thing when she saw him for the first time,

and realized that he was prince of the mole people,

and therefore was a 1/2 mole,

1/2 human,

genetically created,

scientific experiment,

and smelled like shit

The moral of the story is: