His Troubled King

His Troubled King desperately wanted a rubber johnny that they would try to nail to the wall. It might be an odd undertaking, to me, but not to the King, who assumed that the idea was entertaining. Remarkably, a rubber johnny was the item that was selected.

His Troubled King desperately searched for a bat that they would try to balance on their head. It should have been a weird idea, to everybody you know, but not to the King, who assumed that this idea is stunning. You wouldnt have thought, a bat is the thing that was chosen.

His Troubled King desperately craved for a little monkey that they would often put up their bum. It should be a fairly different approach to life, to you and me, but not to the King, who considered that the idea was wonderous. Honestly, a little monkey would be the item that was selected.

His Troubled King desperately searched for a custard pie that they would throw. This seems to be a funny exercise, to me and my children, but not to the King, who considered that this idea was simply life. A custard pie was the item that was selected.

His Troubled King always carried a condom to put down their trousers. It would be an exciting exercise, to my grandpa, but not to the King, who expected that the idea was wonderful. Bizarrely, a condom would be the item chosen.

His Troubled King desperately needed a sponge to throw. It is a peculiar idea, to my children, but not to the King, who thinks that the idea was awesome. Remarkably, a sponge is the thing to choose.