I embarked on a one man crusade to clean up the streets, executing the piles of stinking refuse.
Later I was accused of tyranny by pro-poo sympathizers, and assassinated by the families of the 'victims'. I don't know if this means I was smothered by a manure cart or assaulted by a hog anus, but I challenge anyone to find a better King who has personally done more for the people. (I mercifully pardoned the one that had gold hidden inside it of course, nothing about my rule was unjust!)
