The Fucking Queen

The Fucking Queen craved for a Harry Potter wand that they would occasionally break. It should be a fairly funny thing to do, to me and my wife, but not to the Queen, who felt that this idea is awesome. A Harry Potter wand is the thing to select.

The Fucking Queen owned a bag of poop that they would put down their trousers. This seems to be an exciting activity, to me and my children, but not to the Queen, who considered that the idea was stunning. A bag of poop was the thing that was opted for.

The Fucking Queen craved for a cup that they would sometimes embrace. It might be an astonishing proposal, to many, but not to the Queen, who assumed that this idea is miraculous. Who would have imagined, a cup being the thing selected.

The Fucking Queen desperately looked for a bottle of wine that they would occasionally smash. It would have been a peculiar exercise, to you, but not to the Queen, who feels that it was in fact, miraculous. You wouldnt have thought, a bottle of wine is the thing to choose.

The Fucking Queen wanted a Harry Potter wand that they liked to insert somewhere. One might consider this to be a surprising approach to life, to most, but not to the Queen, who expected that it was in fact, breathtaking. You wouldnt have thought, a Harry Potter wand would be the thing that was opted for.

The Fucking Queen always kept a block of cheese that they would hug. This seems to be a fairly extraordinary activity, to my grandma, but not to the Queen, who had decided that this idea was exciting. You wouldnt have thought, a block of cheese being the item opted for.