The Fucking Unicorn

The Fucking Unicorn searched for a sword that they would occasionally insert somewhere. This is certainly an unusual activity, to me, but not to the Unicorn, who expected it was simply life. Honestly, a sword is the item to opt for.

The Fucking Unicorn always carried a piece of paper that they sometimes sit and look at. This seems to be a fairly original exercise, to me and my husband, but not to the Unicorn, who expected that the idea was spectacular. Remarkably, a piece of paper being the thing selected.

The Fucking Unicorn desperately desired a rubber johnny that they would often annihilate It might have been an astonishing suggestion, to my neighbour, but not to the Unicorn, who expected that the idea was fun. You wouldnt have imagined, a rubber johnny was the chosen item.

The Fucking Unicorn needed a radiator that they would annihilate It is considered to be a fairly unusual idea, to my mum, but not to the Unicorn, who assumed it would be fun. Who would have thought, a radiator is the item to choose.

The Fucking Unicorn desperately craved for a teapot that they sometimes put in the bath with him. It is a fairly extraordinary suggestion, to me and my children, but not to the Unicorn, who thinks it was spectacular. You wouldnt have imagined, a teapot being the thing selected.

The Fucking Unicorn looked for a porno magazine that they would sometimes annihilate It is considered to be a fairly new exercise, to my dad, but not to the Unicorn, who thought that it was in fact, epic. Who would have imagined, a porno magazine would be the item chosen.