Fucking Unicorn

Fucking Unicorn always carried a mug that they would occasionally try to balance on their head. It should have been a somewhat surprising idea, to you and me, but not to the Unicorn, who considered that the idea was simply life. Who would have imagined, a mug was the thing that was chosen.

Fucking Unicorn found a piece of paper that they would embrace. This could be considered a weird undertaking, to my dad, but not to the Unicorn, who thinks it was epic. Strangely, a piece of paper is the thing to select.

Fucking Unicorn searched for a rubber johnny that they would often demolish. One might find this to be a weird exercise, to me and my children, but not to the Unicorn, who had decided it was fun. Who would have thought, a rubber johnny being the thing opted for.

Fucking Unicorn desperately looked for a radiator that they would watch for 10 minutes every morning. It is considered to be a new action, to my grandma, but not to the Unicorn, who assumed that it was in fact, awesome. Bizarrely, a radiator being the chosen item.

Fucking Unicorn craved for a mug that they sometimes try to nail to the wall. It would be a bizarre idea, to my neighbour, but not to the Unicorn, who had decided that this idea was awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a mug is the thing that was chosen.

Fucking Unicorn craved for a vibrator that they would occasionally insert somewhere. This seems to be a fairly astonishing undertaking, to my grandpa, but not to the Unicorn, who thinks that this idea was magnificent. You wouldnt have imagined, a vibrator would be the thing that was selected.