Their Fucking King

Their Fucking King always carried a spade that they would sometimes annihilate One might find this to be a fairly curious exercise, to my neighbour, but not to the King, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was breathtaking. Honestly, a spade was the chosen thing.

Their Fucking King desired a can of Dr Pepper that they would often cuddle. It might have been a fairly peculiar idea, to me and my wife, but not to the King, who considered it would be breathtaking. Bizarrely, a can of Dr Pepper was the chosen item.

Their Fucking King desired a spade that they would often sleep with. It would be an unusual undertaking, to me, but not to the King, who thought it was the most awesome idea. Bizarrely, a spade is the item to choose.

Their Fucking King searched for a can of coke that they liked to demolish. One might say this is an exciting activity, to me and my wife, but not to the King, who thought it would be stunning. Remarkably, a can of coke being the chosen item.

Their Fucking King always kept a cucumber that they would put in the bath with him. It is a fairly odd idea, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the King, who felt that this idea was fun. A cucumber was the thing that was chosen.

Their Fucking King needed a hat that they would occasionally sleep with. One might consider this to be an odd undertaking, to many, but not to the King, who assumed that this idea is stunning. You wouldnt have imagined, a hat being the item opted for.