The Fucking King

The Fucking King desired a spade that they sometimes put down their trousers. It is considered to be a fairly curious exercise, to my children, but not to the King, who considered it would be awe-inspring. Honestly, a spade is the thing to choose.

The Fucking King always had with them a bat that they liked to watch for 10 minutes every morning. This seems to be a fairly weird proposal, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the King, who felt that the idea was sublime. You wouldnt have imagined, a bat was the chosen thing.

The Fucking King desperately wanted a sponge to break. This could be considered a fairly surprising action, to me, but not to the King, who assumed that this idea was magnificent. Who would have thought, a sponge was the thing that was opted for.

The Fucking King needed a can of Tango that they would occasionally embrace. It would be a fairly extraordinary operation, to you, but not to the King, who assumed that this idea was awesome. Who would have thought, a can of Tango being the thing opted for.

The Fucking King always had with them a big sponge that they liked to try to nail to the wall. It might be an original suggestion, to my neighbour, but not to the King, who feels it was sublime. Strangely, a big sponge was the item that was opted for.

The Fucking King desperately needed a vibrator that they sometimes annihilate It was a fairly peculiar exercise, to my grandma, but not to the King, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was epic. Remarkably, a vibrator was the chosen thing.