Their Chinese King

Their Chinese King desperately needed a cheese grater to drop. It was considered to be a fairly original undertaking, to you and me, but not to the King, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was entertaining. Remarkably, a cheese grater of all things.

Their Chinese King wanted a bag of poop that they would try to balance on their head. This seems a fairly funny proposal, to my grandma, but not to the King, who thought that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Honestly, a bag of poop being the thing selected.

Their Chinese King craved for a condom that they sometimes put up their bum. One might consider this to be a fairly surprising operation, to my mum, but not to the King, who thought that this idea was magnificent. Bizarrely, a condom being the chosen thing.

Their Chinese King desired a pen that they sometimes sleep with. This is certainly a fairly astonishing action, to my grandma, but not to the King, who thinks that this idea is stunning. Strangely, a pen being the thing opted for.

Their Chinese King needed a sword to try to balance on their head. One might consider this to be an exciting operation, to my grandpa, but not to the King, who considered that the idea was awesome. Who would have thought, a sword is the item that was chosen.

Their Chinese King had a condom that they would try to balance on their head. It was considered to be a fairly astonishing idea, to me, but not to the King, who expected that this idea was magnificent. A condom being the chosen thing.