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A corrupt Foreign Service employee of the Queen intercepts a letter left at the reception desk of the Royal Embassy in a foreign capital. The crooked agent transfers the letter into a large new envelope without reading it and slips it into the outgoing diplomatic pouch addressed to a numbered Post Office box in Britain. If the agent had opened the letter, he would have read the following.

‘is ‘onor ‘opper
Her Majesty’s Royal Justice Liason
to the Banana Republic of Margaritaville

Yer ‘onery Royal Liasonship Sir,

I must say I was sea-prized and grateful ter hear thet import-ent purse-on-ages like you folks are even aware of my sad sit-ye-asian, so ter speak. I can ‘ardly contain my eel-a-chin at the generous offer of ‘er Royal Way-Up–There ‘igh-ness (long may she wave) the Queen ‘er ownself. Of course, the war-rant and charges agin me in the dish-a-peer-ants an’ suspeckled fowl play of Ranger Sargent Prigg are toe-tally falls, but I never dared ta hope thet a dandy powerful feller like you or the Queen would see things so clearly. Fond as I am of Margaritaville and the nearby llama woods, I add-mitt it would be good to get ‘ome agin to the Queen and ‘er lovely (the word “deerâ€