The Fucking Sparrow

The Fucking Sparrow needed a ball that they liked to smash. It should have been a fairly surprising exercise, to me and my parents, but not to the Sparrow, who assumed that this idea is magnificent. You wouldnt have imagined, a ball is the thing to opt for.

The Fucking Sparrow desperately desired a can of coke that they would sometimes sleep with. This seems a different suggestion, to my mum, but not to the Sparrow, who assumed that the idea was magnificent. Who would have imagined, a can of coke is the item that was chosen.

The Fucking Sparrow desperately wanted a bottle of coke that they sometimes put down their trousers. It might be a fairly bizarre thing to do, to you, but not to the Sparrow, who feels that this idea was sublime. You wouldnt have thought, a bottle of coke would be the item that was selected.

The Fucking Sparrow always kept a sword to drop. This could be considered a fairly odd thing to do, to my grandpa, but not to the Sparrow, who had decided that it was in fact, wonderous. Honestly, a sword being the thing opted for.

The Fucking Sparrow always had with them a bottle of beer that they liked to insert somewhere. One might consider this to be a fairly strange idea, to you and me, but not to the Sparrow, who had decided that the idea was exciting. Strangely, a bottle of beer would be the item that was selected.

The Fucking Sparrow always carried a rubber johnny that they would occasionally drop. This is certainly a fairly odd action, to some, but not to the Sparrow, who feels that the idea was fun. A rubber johnny would be the thing that was opted for.