Her Yellow Knight

Her Yellow Knight desperately craved for a bag of poop that they would often smash. One might say this is a fairly curious undertaking, to everybody you know, but not to the Knight, who expected it would be fun. Strangely, a bag of poop would be the item that was chosen.

Her Yellow Knight craved for a melon that they would occasionally annihilate It would be a fairly weird suggestion, to my grandma, but not to the Knight, who felt it was awe-inspring. A melon was the chosen item.

Her Yellow Knight needed a condom that they would play with. This could be considered a fairly different proposal, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Knight, who felt that it was in fact, breathtaking. Bizarrely, a condom was the thing that was opted for.

Her Yellow Knight always kept a bottle of beer that they liked to try to balance on their head. One might say this is a fairly odd activity, to me and my parents, but not to the Knight, who had decided it was sublime. Who would have thought, a bottle of beer being the chosen thing.

Her Yellow Knight craved for a helmet that they sometimes sleep with. One might find this to be a fairly weird exercise, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Knight, who thinks that this idea is exciting. Remarkably, a helmet was the item that was opted for.

Her Yellow Knight owned a spade that they would sometimes sleep with. It was considered to be a fairly different action, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Knight, who assumed that the idea was wonderful. Who would have thought, a spade was the item that was opted for.