My Crypting King

My Crypting King desperately wanted a block of cheese that they would sometimes drop. It should have been an odd suggestion, to everybody you know, but not to the King, who thought it was fun. Remarkably, a block of cheese is the thing to select.

My Crypting King desperately craved for a wig that they would occasionally put down their trousers. It would be an exciting operation, to some, but not to the King, who had decided that the idea was awe-inspring. Remarkably, a wig would be the chosen thing.

My Crypting King had a condom that they sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. One might consider this to be a fairly different operation, to you and me, but not to the King, who assumed that the idea was fun. A condom would be the thing that was opted for.

My Crypting King searched for a melon that they would embrace. It is considered to be an odd undertaking, to many, but not to the King, who thought that this idea is breathtaking. Who would have imagined, a melon would be the thing that was chosen.

My Crypting King craved for a mug that they would sometimes insert somewhere. This seems to be an extraordinary action, to most, but not to the King, who feels that the idea was stunning. Who would have imagined, a mug would be the item that was opted for.

My Crypting King desperately searched for a custard pie that they liked to break. This might appear to be a fairly strange thought, to me and my children, but not to the King, who felt that the idea was sublime. Bizarrely, a custard pie would be the item chosen.